Lean My High ft. T Woods & MTG Big 58 Lyrics

Aye, aye(woo), aye, aye(woo)

Woo-woo

Psh, psh

Woo-woo

The uhh in(the uh), I can cook up wit da left(left) or right(right)

I'm Amberdebstrous a nigga whip game tight(uh-uh, uh-uh)

One line of drank is a new Jordan sneaker price(psh, damn)

Baby thought that this was perky luv, naw lean my high(naw, lean my high)

We the ones get off the bags when the streets get dry(when the streets get dry)

I handle all the business 1st ion need no tie(ion need no tie)

I fiend for trappin drugs bae I ain't gone lie(pshhh)

If a drop spill out the pint it's gone make me cry(ahhhh)

Ima sip the dranky drank til the day I die(damn)

For the chicken I bet I can make some hens fly(brrrdd)

Get on this Za that I got you'll touch the sky(yeah, you outa dere)

Man, I knew lil mama was a freak all that actin shy(come suck it)

Big 58, bitch(Big eight), I sip a paint a day

I just dump them one lil pills, they think I'm sellin yay(yop)

Every time you get a pink from me, yo ass gone see that K(yop-yop)

90 milligrams now I'm okay, and ima po me a trey

Skuh skuh skuh skuh Ghost scrapin out the bowl again(sss-sss-sss-skrr-skrr-skrr-skrr)

Lately I ain't been wit the blood spillers I'm wit my dumper friends(in dis bih dumpin)

Me & Bill the Erc Twins(come on Bill), on the six goin band for band(we on the six)

Whip five percent, arm out the window, doin hand to hand(yop)

6Gs for a pint it cost a old school Fin(damn)

My lil bitch gone ride right or wrong, my lil Harley Quinn(dats my lil bih)

I dogged the Fin, smack that bitch(you know I dogged that bitch), and bought the bigger Fin

Toast up wit Tris for the win, bitch, ion sip Gin(sip)

The uhh in(uh, uh), I can cook up wit da left or right(left, right)

I'm Amberdebstrous a nigga whip game tight(uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)

One line of drank is a new Jordan sneaker price(damn)

Baby thought that this was perky luv, naw lean my high(naw, the lean)

We the ones get off the bags when the streets get dry(when the streets get dry)

I handle all the business 1st ion need no tie(ion need no tie)

I fiend for trappin drugs bae I ain't gone lie(woo, woo)

If a drop spill out the pint it's gone make me cry(ahhhh)

Bro strung out on the Ercs' so bad, I think he fw tar(yeah he fw it)

I'm tired of niggas talkin' bout a dub, I spent that on a car(that shit light)

A eight a Pharm sound good, ion want no Par(nope)

My heads comin' down for the blues, I ain't goin' far(nope)

Flippin bows & fuckin hoes life of trap star(trap, trap, trap, trap)

It ain't no Qua, Wock, or Tris, shit I'll take some Par(shit, I will)

The Jiggaman got us Rock & Rollin almost popped the whole jar(uh)

In the club wishin they'll sell codeine when I'm at the bar(man)

He don't need water, He a gremlin, took the perc & bit it(ughh)

Ion think G like hats, he be shootin at fitted's(yop)

No limit to this trappin I'm like Master P wit it(like Master P wit it)

Bro call me KG he watched me run up a ticket(run up a, damn)

Heads lined up at the sto, lil nigga ion miss shit(ion miss shit)

500 blues on me, worth more than a damn brick(whole-whole brick)

Treat a brick like it's broke my fork a tool when I fix it(skrr, skrr, skrr-skrr)

My bitch look like a low down dirty shame Jada Pinkett(dat bitch bad)

The uhh in(uh, uh), I can cook up wit da left or right(left, right)

I'm Amberdebstrous a nigga whip game tight(uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)

One line of drank is a new Jordan sneaker price(damn)

Baby thought that this was perky luv, naw lean my high(naw, the lean)

We the ones get off the bags when the streets get dry(when the streets get dry)

I handle all the business 1st ion need no tie(ion need no tie)

I fiend for trappin drugs bae I ain't gone lie(woo, woo)

If a drop spill out the pint it's gone make me cry(ahhhh)