I Lean - Chris Brown, Chris Brown feat. Tracy T, Hoody Baby

Yeah, kinfolk, California kush, smell it through the vents though

Pimp flow, rolling through the 20s with my brim low

I been dope, I make your bitch bend over for some kins though

She wanna get nasty but just don’t let her friends know

What’s bracking P?

What you need?

I’m out of weed

Codeine, I got it, I’m spitting them 16s, a couple pills, tryna get to 100 mil

I’m moving mountains nigga, only seeing a couple hills

And you live in Hollywood, how that feel?

Let’s be real

Niggas thirsty, bitches dirty, I ain’t worried

Niggas lying saying they 18 pushing 30, popping 30s, vision blurry, shipping 30s

A Golden State of mind with the assist to Curry

Gotta be ready to die when you playing that bloody Mary

Whole 4 in the cup, I lean, yeah, I lean

4 grams in the blunt, I lean, I lean

6−4 in the cut, I lean, yeah, I lean

I lean, I lean

Keep a bad bitch leaning, got one in the Four Seasons

Got a bitch that fuck for money, got one fucking for no reason

Got a deuce and a 20 and I’m flipping with these goonies

With the goonies with the pistol and the 50, it’s a trilogy

Go up for the trap, filling 'em with the green shit

Had to move the thrash bags, told the plug I can’t quit

How your nigga looking broke, that’s some shit you can’t fix

I got 100 in the drum, man ain’t shit, I can’t hit

I just fuck her and forget about her, know I ain’t shit

Got back to the chopper, had to get my chain licked

They came clean, I remake the boy for the same bitch

Oh you fuck, yeah I fuck to these, fuck the same bitch

Whole 4 in the cup, I lean, yeah, I lean

4 grams in the blunt, I lean, I lean

64s in the cut, I lean, yeah, I lean

I lean, I lean

Big gold chain in a benz piece

Fat rocking, trapping out the Bentley

Young nigga selling highs for the low

Lil bitch, pussy back, she get fired at the door

I’m the one, black Neyo, fat Leo

Lions, tigers, bears, my set like Nat Geo

Swimming with the sharks, it’s shocking I’m that ill

I’m swimming with the sharks, it’s shocking I’m that ill

I trap still, selling coke, 'cus crack kills

I sip drank, I mix and match pills

I run plays all day, track and field

Go get your cat pill, tryna sell the crack still

Whole 4 in the cup, I lean, yeah, I lean

4 grams in the blunt, I lean, I lean

64s in the cut, I lean, yeah, I lean

I lean, I lean