Lean Out

I hop in the whip and then I lean out Lean out I hop in the whip and then I lean out Lean out I hop in the whip and then I lean out Niggas got the strap I brought the beams out Yeah You be with the gang I'm with the team now Uh pull up with them thangs I'm on the scene now Cartier my frames nigga talking to me gone get you cleaned out Riding through the city I get to the bag then get them rings out Yeah Hit the rim bitch I'm in the gym Yeah your money running thin Tryna stack another M Way this money coming in I'm tryna stack a M Ain't no problems in my circle we all tryna win I shoot at your brim Problems in the wind I got blood on the timbs Way to much drip it swim Bitches never swindle them My shit hit like a peppermint f*ck her at the resident She calling me the president Blues on me Jewels on me Tools on me I'm way to OD If they do for me They gone shoot for me They gone root for me Is it you or me I hop in the whip and then I lean out Niggas got the strap I brought the beams out Yeah You be with the gang I'm with the team now Uh pull up with them thangs I'm on the scene now Cartier my frames nigga talking to me gone get you cleaned out Riding through the city I get to the bag then get them rings out Yeah Hit the rim bitch I'm in the gym Yeah your money running thin Tryna stack another M Tint my ride How many bitches can I fit inside Which whip today I don't know how to decide Only know how to provide for you Hop in the whip and I slide to you You love my hand on your thighs You see the pain in my eyes You know this ain't no disguise Yeah I'm making sure your alright We never breaking those ties I'm always setting the vibe with you I love the shape of your hips I love the taste of your lips I'm only sitting this ride for 2 You can't always get all my time But I'mma keep you in mind The life I'm living ain't got no rules I hop in the whip and then I lean out Niggas got the strap I brought the beams out Yeah You be with the gang I'm with the team now Uh pull up with them thangs I'm on the scene now Cartier my frames nigga talking to me gone get you cleaned out Riding through the city I get to the bag then get them rings out Yeah Hit the rim bitch I'm in the gym Yeah your money running thin Tryna stack another M