lil 6lock 17 – sippin on lean lyrics
(intro)
aye, y’all already know what the f+ck goin’ on n+gga
lil 6lock in this b+tch n+gga, aye!
steady sippin’ lean like a fiend, aye, yeah
steady sippin’ lean like a fiend
(verse 1)
steady sippin’ lean like a fiend, i be f+ckin’ all these b+tches they be ridin’ for me
on god for the team, we be poppin’ all these beans
say you been f+ckin’ with me, but you don’t know how it is
we just chillin’ in the trap, smokin’ on a pack
makin’ all these raps, but we’ll shoot you in the back
p+ssy n+gga yeah he lack, so you know we gon clap
so you know we gon clap, we gon pull up with the strap
b+tch you know what it is we gon shoot you in the back
ridin’ in a coupe, b+tch you know its all black
p+ssy ass n+gga yeah they all wack
all wack, f+ckin’ on your thot, and we really on top
i’m a count up all this quap, while your b+tch give me top
i be makin’ this a hit, b+tch you know it ain’t gon flop
p+ssy n+gga want that beef so we put ‘em in a pot
yeah, we put ‘em in a pot, but we ain’t gon stop
i’m a pull the f+ckin’ 6lock, and i got it on lock
cl!ck clack, to his brain, now he feelin’ all this pain
hit a dab in this b+tch, now i’m feelin’ insane
i’m a put you in the sight, yeah, you know it h+lla bright
instead i’m a write, and you know my flow tight
n+gga f+ckin’ with me, b+tch you know, i’m gon fight
man i’ll put you on a list, i’m a go get a hit
i be smokin’ on wood, now a n+gga feelin’ lit
i remember one time that a n+gga wrist slit. aye
(break)
that a n+gga wrist slit, aye
b+tch you know what it is
lil 6lock in this b+tch, aye
f+ckin’ on yo b+tch
(verse 2)
n+gga thought that i finished, h+ll no i’m a spit this
b+tch we clappin’ on the witness, yeah, we got unfinished, business
got a girl, with the thickness, and she f+ckin’ on me
yeah, you know how it be, i be smokin’ h+lla trees
got my b+tch, on her knees, man we flyin’ over seas
i can feel the f+ckin’ breeze, roll a blunt with some g’s
b+tch you know we got 3, but i gotta disagree
that, that the n+gga go hard
man, i’ll pull your f+ckin’ card, bet, i’ll throw you in the yard
b+tch you know we go far, when we’re ridin’ in our car
now we poppin’ all these bars, now we seein’ h+lla stars
b+tch you know who we are, we be livin’ on mars
got a strap it ain’t ours, when we aim it at them n+ggas, yeah, you know they h+lla cowards
on that p+ssy, i’ll devour, but, your b+tch need+a shower
cuz her coochie smell like fish, i ain’t f+ck, with that sh+t
but, i’m feelin’ h+lla lit, so i’m gonna hit a l!ck
yeah you know i got the clique, they be ridin’ in the back
and they gon, fl!ck bic, aye
(aye, yeah)
yeah, they gon fl!ck bic, got the weed in the back
and we smokin’ h+lla pack, when we pull up to your street
man you better watch out, cuz i’ll make you obsolete
what i mean you fiend, and you sippin’ on that lean
don’t you see? smoke the green. man, you know the routine
stay clean, stay mean, man you don’t need the beans, b+tch we hop out on the scene, aye
(outro)
b+tch we hop out on the scene, aye
man, we k!llin’ all them fiends, aye
b+tch, you know we stay leaned, aye
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