Lyrics

[Intro: Travis Scott & Ty Dolla $ign] Yeah Yeah Lean, lean on me (Dolla, Dolla $ign, Dolla, Dolla) Yeah, yeah, codeine Yeah, yeah, codeine Yeah, yeah, codeine (Ooh, yeah) Yeah (Oh, yeah) [Interlude: Travis Scott] One more stop 'fore the world stop We gon' roll this loud, it's prohibited Makin' money moves off the laptop Codeine, codeine, codeine, no prescriptions here [Pre-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Travis Scott] It's okay, it's okay, it's alright, yeah We gon' roll, we gon' do what you like, yeah We like to party on a weekday And everything I do, I do it three ways, know (Yeah) [Chorus: Travis Scott & Ty Dolla $ign] Case you didn't know (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Case you didn't know We like to party on a weekday And everything I do, I do it three ways, know Case you didn't know (Know) [Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign & Travis Scott] Niggas out of Hennessy, bitch, hit the store Pour that lean, lean, lean, lean, lean She gon' turn to a freak, have me gone off a bean Super gone off a bean, hit it raw off a bean Got you right on your feet I need all your energy, all eyes on a G Give that shit to me, nobody but me 'Case you didn't know (Yeah) [Chorus: Travis Scott] 'Case you didn't know (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) 'Case you didn't know We like to party on a weekday And everything I do, I do it three ways [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign] I cut 'em off and I wave at the same time, yeah She on them drugs and the drank at the same time, yeah, yeah Ran them numbers up then I copped the Porsche Ayy, hoppin' on your bitch like my six-four [Pre-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Travis Scott] It's okay, it's okay, it's alright, yeah We gon' roll, we gon' do what you like, yeah We like to party on a weekday And everything I do, I do it three ways, know (Yeah) [Chorus: Travis Scott & Ty Dolla $ign] 'Case you didn't know (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) 'Case you didn't know We like to party on a weekday And everything I do, I do it three ways, know (Oh, oh, oh, on me) [Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign & Travis Scott] Bottles on me, bottles on me Diamonds on me, all these hoes on me Real niggas only, riders only Ridin' in my Jeep, got your bitch with me My momma said what's gotten into me Way too many shots of the Hennessy, ayy Way too many thots, I met you in my dreams, ooh, yeah (Mmm-mmm-mmm) [Outro: Ty Dolla $ign] Bottles on me Bottles on me Bottles on me Bottles on me