DOUBLE CUP OF LEAN

Lyrics

[Intro: Petey Weedey] Uh Uh, swag, swag, swag, swag Uh, swag, swag, swag, swag [Verse 1: Petey Weedey] Sittin' in this booth, tryna think of something to spit Man, it's dark as fuck in this bitch Swaggin' wit' my dick out, sippin' lean Bitches like to suck my dick 'cause it tastes like promethazine, uh Nigga stuntin', blowin' stacks on the weekend Not a givin' a fuckin'-, uh Fuckin' mad ho's Niggas don't even know Shit you never seen I got it in my pocket, pocket full a-, pocket full of green That green (Swag, swag, swag, swag) Smokin' mad trees, wit' the homies Petey Weedy, my nigga Ruben Slikk (You know that's the man) Puttin' it down, real shit [Interlude: Petey Weedey & Ruben Slikk] Nigga, we just swaggin' We got that MIA-yo, 305 All day, you already know Swag, swag, swag, swag Swag, swag, swag, swag Swag, swag, swag Whoa, whoa, uh, whoa Codeine, codeine Yes, lean Candy, candy, xanny Chyeah, chyeah, chyeah Woo-woo-woo Chyeah, what, what A nigga bout change 'Cause a nigga lookin' like a [?] [Chorus: Ruben Slikk] Double cup of lean, Cambodian eyes Wit' a bunch of bad bitches on my side I ain't never trippin' 'cause we always high Naked bitches in the kitchen, some straight, some bi Double cup of lean, Cambodian eyes Wit' a bunch of bad bitches on my side I ain't never trippin' 'cause we all gettin' high Naked bitches in the kitchen, some straight, some bi [Verse 2: Petey Weedey] Chillin' in the pad wit' a couple bad bitches Know they rollin' up 'cause we know we tokin' up We don't give a feel 'cause we poppin' mad pills And we standin' really chill and we chillin' at the crib Hit the bong, make a couple beats Rip the fuckin' thongs off the bitches and we stick inside the clit Suckin' on the dick like there's no tomorrow I need that bitch cryin' wit' her pussy sore wit' sorrow I don't give a motherfuck 'cause I'm smokin' on my kush Raw king size, the bitch better shave her bush She fuckin' rollin' while I'm still asleep I'm fuckin' eatin' breakfast and I'm makin' fuckin' [?] I don't give a fuck, I'm fuckin' rollin' balls I'm fuckin' feelin' good, think I'm like Biggie Smalls I got the big dick, she got the nice lips I put 'em together, DSL, bitch I don't give a motherfuck, I'm feelin' fuckin' good I'm a pretty bitch, all the bitches on my wood Chillin' in my car Smokin' on this joint, now I'm feelin' like I'm flyin' in the stars I don't fuckin' care 'cause I got mad bitches Got mad riches, I don't give a fuck I grab a couple racks and I stuck 'em in my Louie bag Off to the store and I'm feelin' fine [Chorus: Ruben Slikk] Double cup of lean, Cambodian eyes Wit' a bunch of bad bitches on my side I ain't never trippin' 'cause we always high Naked bitches in the kitchen, some straight, some bi Double cup of lean, Cambodian eyes Wit' a bunch of bad bitches on my side I ain't never trippin' 'cause we all gettin' high Naked bitches in the kitchen, some straight, some bi [Instrumental Break] [Chorus: Ruben Slikk] Double cup of lean, Cambodian eyes Wit' a bunch of bad bitches on my side I ain't never trippin' 'cause we always high Naked bitches in the kitchen, some straight, some bi Double cup of lean, Cambodian eyes Wit' a bunch of bad bitches on my side I ain't never trippin' 'cause we all gettin' high Naked bitches in the kitchen, some straight, some bi