Lean Cuisine

[Intro]
Hey hey hey, ay ho'
Based1 got them bands, ho
Ayy

[Chorus]'
Woah, hey hey hey, yuh uh
Met her at the V.I.P, in the club
She fuck with me and my niggas 'cause we throwin' dubs
Y'all niggas took two shots, now you're throwin' up
And now we elevate, I had to set it straight
She wanna fornicate, I put lean in lemonade
I see it on my ex, I need some Marolex
I told them cut the check and then I break her back (hey, hey, hey)

[Verse 1]
For the team she don't need, she gon' fuck on me
And I'm sipping on some lean not no lean cuisine
Know this foreign don't need keys no this ain't at lease
You keep on shootin' for the stars but they all on me
I got some racks racks racks in the Louis V. bag
And if you weren't talkin' cap say my nigga I got a pack
And if you aim for your gas then you comin' in last
And my bitch is so bad, y'all goin' out sad
My niggas here to kill even though they told to steal
All my niggas know this drill, disappear like David Copperfield
Every nigga no cap, and my niggas brought the strap
I don't even need to rap, I just go right back to the trap

[Post-Chorus]
VV's and baguettes in my bustdown
Wrist so wet, hoes come around
Couple racks on my way to come her down
I had Gunna on the phone told him, "Drip or Drown?"

[Chorus]
Woah, hey hey hey, yuh uh
Met her at the V.I.P, in the club
She fuck with me and my niggas 'cause we throwin' dubs
Y'all niggas took two shots, now you're throwin' up
And now we elevate, I had to set it straight
She wanna fornicate, I put lean in lemonade
I see it on my ex, I need some Marolex
I told them cut the check and then I break her back (hey, hey, hey)

[Verse 2]
Baby somethin' bout wet like Michael Phelps, yeah
I get these bitches wet leave 'em all on read, yeah
I'm breakin' the bed, make her sleep on the couch, yeah
I get that clout head then she gotta bounce, yeah
Bitch I'm on a paper chase
Throw some hunnids in your face
I do the dash in the Wraith
My nigga do you wanna race?
Red Roses in the vase, I give em water every day
I got these stars on the roof from space
She tryna cuff I'll hit the breaks
Ooh, ayy, she on film like Super 8
She not better catch yo case
Either way I'm getting paid (got the film)
Crew at my stage
Ransom bandana, I'ma rage
Let's me enter strange
No she can't keep up with my pace

[Post-Chorus]
Keep up with my pace I don't wait up for no one (ayy, ayy, ayy)
I don't wait up for no one (no one)
Take you on a date but I'm gonna need some more time, yeah (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah, I'm gonna need some more time (Slat)

[Chorus]
Woah, hey hey hey, yuh uh
Met her at the V.I.P, in the club
She fuck with me and my niggas 'cause we throwin' dubs
Y'all niggas took two shots, now you're throwin' up
And now we elevate, I had to set it straight
She wanna fornicate, I put lean in lemonade
I see it on my ex, I need some Marolex
I told them cut the check and then I break her back (hey, hey, hey)