Refrain [x2]: You put the codeine in the sprite and then you mix it all up. Then you sip it slow that's how them killers get $#&@ed up. We call that Lean. [Hey] Lean. [Hey] We call that Lean. [Hey] Lean. [Hey]

Yo, yo, yo, bada boom bada bing. White cup of lean. Blunt full of green and I cut as I lean in a cutlass supreme. $#&@ed with a teen now I gotta tuck in my jean. I'm a show you what I mean when I cut a ^!$$% clean. Scalpel, please! Throw a mother $#&@er off the balcony [AHHHH]. She didn't want a (gulp) when she give a ^!$$% head 'cause she's said that she's trying to watch her calories.


It's the weekend let your hair down swallow !@&( she just wanna be my girlfriend (*##$ wake up ho are you dreaming I got wife and I got children I don't need you catchin feelings what the $#&@ this (*##$ is sniffing cuz you trippin.


Listen [large inhale]

Philippine billy jean guillotine ritalin drizzling ching-a-ling ring-a-ling niga-ling chainsaw blade goes ring ring get a mother$#&@er for the bling bling punch him on the yingling don't you want the same thing wait ain't nothin no more let it go now my brain can't change lanes. Get a beat it's a drink go for more $#&@ing sprite and promethazine.


[Refrain x2]


Yeah, yeah, yeah. Lean on it. Half ounce quarter pound throw it in a bowl ^!$$% we on it. Y'aint gotta $#&@ a jean don't even gotta suck it, just pull out my dick (*##$, breathe on it. I often drip, where was I? Lean in my cup and I'm feeling so high. Dude, get the keys to his automobile and if he can't walk straight then you know he can't drive.

Lean it, swerve it, please don't let a ^!$$% crash. Shoulda got a cab. Shoulda coulda woulda never woulda been the coulda should've !@$@ ever had. Throw up in a bag. East side throw it on the map. Cut open a blunt then I fill it up with hash. If I get the #~!!@ I'm a put it in a hat. I'm 'a pull it out her mouth and I'll put it in her $$#, like - cocaine, lo mein, propane, rogaine, gold chain, no brain, cold pain, domain, profane, no shame, slow vein, no vein, no lame, squares, they're no names. No limit hit me a tek and a gold tank, ya'll ^!$$%s hate 'cause I'm doin my own thing. ATLiens flying my own lane. Pop cup full of soda pop and codeine.


[Refrain x2]