Chopped Chop screwed I can see the tears running from your eyes Breaks my heart To see you cry All this pain you going through Beautiful is the only word That describes you I can show you things That you never seen Turn your nightmare Into a dream So lean With me baby oh My cup runneth over We be leaning My cup runneth over We be leaning My cup runneth over We be leaning My cup runneth over We be leaning Up in the club at the bar We talk for five minutes But turn into hours You say that A conversational lust But I like your voice And I pray that you never hush Say what you say Feel how you feel keep it real I hope this night don't end Until you lean Lean with me baby My cup runneth over We be leaning My cup runneth over We be leaning My cup runneth over We be leaning My cup runneth over We be leaning Come here baby, let me hold you Like two cups full of syrup Just lean Let me hold you in my arms All night long Two cups double up Couple jolly ranchers Iced up roll up Pour up you heard me Let's just take it slow tonight Feel me Put your lighters in the air Put your cups in the air Put your lighters in the air Everywhere yeah Just lean Put your lighters in the air Put your cups in the air Put your lighters in the air Everywhere yeah Just lean

Tsss Running plays dodging the Jakes Cuz I'm out on bond Nine took the drak but I'm finna go buy some more guns Niggas say they spinning blocks he ain't even got no guns Niggas say they getting paper never show no funds Swiping for these coins man my life feel like Temple Run Swiping running to them coins Subway Surfer Glitch it up fuck a job I ain't no fucking worker Keep two straps on me like I'm Steve Urkel Gito keep a tool Construction worker Hit her she gone need a casket imma fucking murk her Kill that pussy send that bitch to the funeral home I don't want to fuck she got more boddies then a funeral home Her top rock she leave me dead her head stone Leave a op dead his picture on a shirt and head stone Fuck the dead ops piss on they headstone Smoking all these dead ops shit got my head gone Shoot a nigga in his face he gone remember this Shoot the stick like bear mace might hit the innocent When we shoot you don't hear no rim all you hear is swish Fuck sex bitch them drills make us reminisce Fell in love with money we so intimate Got a drum with a stick not no instruments I ain't into it if it ain't no dividends No little check bitkh i get money in increments Fucked her and her friend in the same condo what a coincidence She suck my dick I made her stop I wasn't feeling it How the fuck you the wet you can't suck no dick How the fuck you thick but you can't take no dick How the fuck you thick but you can't throw it back How you saying you the plug you asking for the jwett Play buzz I just shrug I can care less Imma just double that on the next jwett 300 for my dinner I don't pay less Over 1000 for my fits I don't pay less Expensive designer for my bitkh no Payless Let these hoes chase me and I just chase checks Running plays dodging the Jakes Cuz I'm out on bond Nine took the drak but I'm finna go buy some more guns Niggas say they spinning blocks he ain't even got no guns Niggas say they getting paper never show no funds Swiping for these coins man my life feel like Temple Run Swiping running to them coins subway surfer Glitch it up fuck a job I ain't no fucking worker Keep two straps on me like I'm Steve Urkel Gito keep a tool Construction worker Hit her she gone need a casket imma fucking murk her Kill that pussy send that bitch to the funeral home I don't want to fuck she got mor boddies then a funeral home Her top rock she leave me dead Her head stone Leave a op dead his picture on a shirt and head stone Fuck the dead ops piss on they headstone Smoking all these dead ops shit got my head gone

Too much money on me skinny pants pockets stuffy BB Simons belt red stones shit flooded Diors on 1300 for these bloodies I 95 in a foreign gettin duffy I took his bitch to Barton G's he took his bitch to Duffys Took a nigga cheeks he mad but he ain't gone touch me Wrecked alotta cheek so my bitch don't trust me I told that bitch to bool out I fuck witchu you lucky Had to cop a foreign I got tired of the renties Remember we was living in the hood riding jitneys I just left target walked out was six giffies Brand new chicken out the grease my shit is crispy Drum on a stick I will give yo ass a six piece What I spent a day niggas be saving up for six weeks Hit Bal Harbour I just spend a fucking salary Be in that bitch so much I know them people tired of me I be swiping in the stores even though all is cash on me Be in designer so much I wear that shit casually Don't be on the wrong block my niggas turn you to a casualty He got a bad mouth we take them out just like a cavity You won't see no cavities all gold on my teeth Niggas bold on the outside but bitches underneath Spin your block we don't see you outside we doubling back for weeks Up late night catching force while they sleep Glitch God bitch I make a thousand by the blink Gave my bitch a couple thousand for her wig and her minks Getting money so filet mignon the only time I beef Fucking yo bitch by mistake we bonin like T All this gold on my neck I feel like Mr T Pay 500 for a Prada white tee Balenciaga runners skinny pants white tea I made like 100 bands in a fucking white tee Don't pull a flake we put you on a white tee Pull a flake leave you with a bloody white tee All this gold on my neck I feel like Mr. T Pay 500 for a Prada white tee Balenciaga runners skinny pants white tee I made like 100 bands in a fucking white tee Don't pull a flake we put you on a white tee Pull a flake leave you with a bloody white tee

Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye I was down bad on my dick til I start hitting glitches and now I'm racked up Used to get it and spend it until I was broke had to run it back up Now when I get it I don't mother fucking spend it I buff it and stack that shit up So many racks in my skinny ass britches no sitting I got to stand up I'm in my bag And in my bag got a Glock with extensions if niggas act up Get yo ass bagged Up my shit go to hitting you get hit my precision A plus I got that swag All these hoes know I be swippin that's why all of them wanna fuck (swippy) Niggas be mad that I fuck all they bitches but Niggas ain't even got bucks Nigga go get you some guap Nigga go get you some guap Nigga go get you some guap Broke ass nigga go get you some guap I ain't worried about these pussy ass niggas these niggas ain't shooting no shots All these niggas just talk All these niggas just talk These niggas just like to run the mother fucking mouth they ain't doing no damage My Niggas don't talk pull up see a mother fucking op and we blaming Swantho I be so fucking wavy bitches think I came from another planet Big Swip so fucking wavy you will thing a Nigga sunk the Titanic High top Margiela's with the paint drip on them my swip outstanding These niggas be thinking hoes bougie I be getting top from them no demanding Thick bitch ass so fat that I got to hit it from the back standing When I fuck her she be going to brazy got to tell the lil bitch don't panic These niggas snakes for these hoes keep my grass cut low like Stanley Niggas get mad about the shoes should be mad you ain't getting no fetti You rather beef about a bitch than beef about some money you petty You Rather be around a bitch and leach off a bitch you pesty If I'm with a bitch nine times out of ten I'm still scamming I be punching online for a lot of shit Hope on westo sent a thousand quick Get print a check up and deposit it I ain't worried about money get alot of it If a nigga talking tough don't acknowledge jitt Turn a nigga ass to a dead body quick I was down bad on my dick til I start hitting glitches and now I'm racked up Used to get it and spend it until I was broke had to run it back up Now when I get it I don't mother fucking spend it I buff it and stack that shit up So many racks in my skinny ass britches no sitting I got to stand up I'm in my bag And in my bag got a Glock with extensions if niggas act up Get yo ass bagged Up my shit go to hitting you get hit my precision A plus I got that swag All these hoes know I be swippin that's why all of them wanna fuck Niggas be mad that I fuck all they bitches but Niggas ain't even got bucks Nigga go get you some guap Nigga go get you some guap Nigga go get you some guap Broke ass nigga go get you some guap I ain't worried about these pussy ass niggas these niggas ain't shooting no shots All these niggas just talk All these niggas just talk Nigga go get you some guap Nigga go get you some guap Nigga go get you some guap Broke ass nigga go get you some guap I ain't worried about these pussy ass niggas these niggas ain't shooting no shots All these niggas just talk All these niggas just talk All these niggas just talk None of these niggas won't link We gone pull up with them mother fucking glocks hit him in the spot where he think Sliding in a Q60 findo big bag in it like Brinks Sliding with a lil skee did I fuck what kinda question is that what you think Hit from the back Pull out her tracks when I wreck her I fuck off her minks Blow a big bag in Saks White people looking at me like damn who is he Spend them rizzies in Saks I ain't worried about that I make 10 bands in a week Never seen you in Neiman's and Saks Yo designer wack you don't show no receipts Boy yo shit cheap Boy yo shit fake Need to throw that shit away Pussy niggas talking we don't argue with them We just find out where they stay Call that Draco the big bad wolf It's gonna blow your whole house away Then we run down clear the whole house then we meet the car a block away Since a young nigga we been spinning blocks We ain't gotta tell them nothing they know how we rock Brand new stick that shit came with a stock with a fifty round clip that shit big like the Hulk These niggas out here playing foul hit they ass with the stick we ain't pulling no flops Goof balls acting like they in the field hit they ass with the stick like we playing golf Really in the field like the NFL and we scoring back to back they ain't getting no stops Glitching shit up got my pockets filled trying to make a whole million dollar off of the shop I was down bad on my dick til I start hitting glitches and now I'm racked up Used to get it and spend it until I was broke had to run it back up Now when I get it I don't mother fucking spend it I buff it and stack that shit up So many racks in my skinny ass britches no sitting I got to stand up I'm in my bag And in my bag got a Glock with extensions if niggas act up Get yo ass bagged Up my shit go to hitting you get hit my precision A plus I got that swag All these hoes know I be swippin that's why all of them wanna fuck (Swippy) Niggas be mad that I fuck all they bitches but Niggas ain't even got bucks Nigga go get you some guap Nigga go get you some guap Nigga go get you some guap Broke ass nigga go get you some guap I ain't worried about these pussy ass niggas these niggas ain't shooting no shots All these niggas just talk All these niggas just talk Nigga go get you some guap Nigga go get you some guap Nigga go get you some guap Nigga go get you some guap Nigga go get you some guap Nigga go get you some guap Nigga go get you some guap Broke ass nigga go get you some guap Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye