Lyrics Jarren Benton

Jarren Benton

Lean

[Hook: x2]

You put the codeine in the sprite

And then you mix it all up

Then you sip it slow

That's how them killas get fucked up

We call it

Lean, Lean

We call it

Lean, Lean

[Verse 1:]

Bada-boom, bada-bing

White cup of lean

Blunt full of green

In the cut as I lean

In a cutlass supreme

Fuck with a team

Got her tucked in a jean

I'm a show you what I mean

When I cut a nigga clean, scalpel please

Throw a mufucker off the balcony

She don't wanna (gulp) when she give a nigga head

Cause she said that she's trynna watch her calories

It's the weekend

Let your hair down, swallow semen

She just wanna be my girlfriend

Bitch, wake up ho, are you dreamin'?

I got wife and I got children

I don't need you catchin' feelings

What the fuck these bitches sniffing

Cause you trippin'

Listen

Philippine, billie-jean, guillotine, ritalin

Drizzling, Jiggling, Ringaling, Niggaling

Chainsaw blade goes ring-ring

Get a motherfucker for the bling-bling

Bitch I'm on the lean-lean

Girl you on the same thing

Wayne ain't on it no more, let it go, I'm a bring-bring

Chain Flame, get a beat, it's drink

Gone off of mufuckin' sprite and promethazine

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]

Lean, on it

Half ounce, quarter pound, throw it in the bong

Nigga we, on it

You ain't gotta fuck it, you ain't even gotta suck it

Just pull out my dick bitch, breath on it

I often drift, where was I?

Lean in my cup and I'm feelin' so high

Dude get the keys to his automobile

And if he can't walk straight then you know we can't drive!

Lean it, swerve it, please don't let a nigga crash

Cause I've got a cab

Shoulda, coulda, woulda, never woulda been a coulda shoulda

If a nigga had

Throw up in a bag

Eastside, throw it on a map

Cut open a blunt, then I fill it up with hash

If I get the pussy, I'm a put it in a hat

I'm a pull it out her mouth, then I put it in her ass like

Cocaine, lo mein, propane, rogaine

Gold chain, no brain, Cobain, Don't mayne

Profane, no shame, slow vein, no vein

No lames, squares and no names

No limit, hit 'em with a tech and a gold tank

Ya'll niggas hate cause I'm doin' my own thing

ATLien, finding my own lane

Pop up and I soda pop the codeine

[Hook]