leano – empty lyrics
(hook)
when you got money these b-tches get friendly
i ain’t had sh-t now a n-gga got many
i’m drinking lean but my b-tch drinking henney
when i was down i was feeling so empty
i got good dope and it keep me fed
i ain’t prescribed but im taking my meds
how she in love when she can’t get a text
playing in the block i’m been busting on my wrist
(verse 1)
don’t break bread on hoes i break bread with my friends
all my trap n-ggas link up and commence
member all i wanted d-ckies and timbs
now all i want is givenchy and hemp?
leanaracci you do it better than him
leanaracci do it better than him
i don’t trust these n-ggas i gotta win
feeding myself off the track from the sin
rather be dead than reaching for lint
sit on recline watching n-ggas do ten
learned the bob and weave before i could win
cause og’s wasn’t telling outs and ends
i f-cked your baby momma dapped up the kids
all really need is racks and the benz
i can’t touch the girl cause she ain’t a ten
and i break the work down get it back and i spent
(hook)
when you got money these b-tches get friendly
i ain’t had sh-t now a n-gga got many
i’m drinking lean but my b-tch drinking henney
when i was down i was feeling so empty
i got good dope and it keep me fed
i ain’t prescribed but im taking my meds
how she in love when she can’t get a text
playing in the block i’m been busting on my wrist
(verse 2)
break it all down moving it all till they frent
that’s me just working on my french
they commentating off the bench
don’t got one bae i got ten
done the worst to make ends
but i’lldo that sh-t again
pull up n-ggas get tense
cause all of my friends dealers and pimp
some of my b-tches is boujie as sh-t
some of my b-tches got section 8 cribs
she give me ebt i ball out on chips
baby girl understand i’m the man
she sucked my d-ck cause she is a fan
i got nudie all over my pants
been working all night like kickstand
f-cking with broke n-ggas that’s quicksand
i need ten different pens of cavalli
i got bad b-tches rubbing my body
i robbed a plug and i don’t feel sorry
she sucked my d-ck while i be recording
i ain’t serving till you get your debt sorted
pour pour up in foreigns importing
and i keep it pushing like i’m a mormon
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