YoungBoy Never Broke Again ● Off The Lean

[Intro]
How long can he go?
(Thanks Yakree)
I was shinin' hard, I was grindin'

[Chorus]
When they see me, I was gone from off the lean, smokin' dope
When they see me, I was beamin', beamin'
Shinin' like the motherfuckin' lights...⇣ More

[Intro]
How long can he go?
(Thanks Yakree)
I was shinin' hard, I was grindin'

[Chorus]
When they see me, I was gone from off the lean, smokin' dope
When they see me, I was beamin', beamin'
Shinin' like the motherfuckin' lights on the street
I know they ain't never, ever thought that they'd see me up
Oh, ayy ayy
Oh, they thought they'll never see me
Oh, ayy, ayy
Oh, oh

[Verse]
Oh, he got a Rolls Royce and you know I paid for it
For that money, we untamed boy, I was locked up in them chains for it
My momma know it, I don't do no back and forth
I catch 'em, whack the boy
Got racks, I stay wit' that money, on galore
I start off trappin' for it
Bentley GT, park this bitch insidе the street
Pull up, they like, "Thеre go YB"
Fresh as I could fuckin' be
I be keepin' they chest on bottom of my feet
And I dont miss no beat
I be wearin Pateks and cuban links, the cheapest cost thirteen
Sick, I ain't got no cough, you ain't never noticed since I be off codeine
Grimy, I'm out that north, she fuck wit' me, she wan' fuck wit' me
Cutthroat like my momma
You know I'm known to pull off mysterious things
I like that Redeye better, but she bought Hemi, in that Trackhawk Jeep
Stackin' up my money nigga, they want to see my bank on e
Them bitch ass nigga tried to bang on me, they aim wasn't neat, bang boy
Pac ass niggas be mentioning me? Take off on 'em, twenty mil
On twenty million, you better watch my name, boy

[Chorus]

When they see me, I was gone from off the lean, smokin' dope
When they see me, I was beamin', beamin'
Shinin' like the motherfuckin' lights on the street
I know they ain't never, ever thought that they'd see me up
Oh, ayy ayy
Oh, they thought they'll never see me
Oh, ayy, ayy
Oh, oh

[Verse 2]
Let him stack that shit, that's another M
That's a new attempt, hold on stop this bitch
I'm in LA bangin' red, I kill a Dodgers pit, hmm
He came home from the Feds and he got twice as rich
In Atlanta, [?] bring a knife, the stick
This lil ho' just talkin' 'bout what she don't like
She just bang the dick
You got a question that YoungBoy rich, you sorry than a bitch
That boy caught, got that boy lit, I shoot him in his shit
Buy her that Benz made by [?], my bitch gon' have a fit
From a cell to livin' lavish, how realer can it get
Turnt down that deal to save that whole clique, how triller can I get
Hit the car lot, ain't no pic, make sure I ball out 'round this bitch
Off the lean, smokin' shit make you hallucinate, one hit
Tell my P.O as I go, I take a piss that's with a stench
Mr. [?], I been sellin' tunes, ain't got no bricks
I don't know nothin' 'bout no murder
I don't know nothin' 'bout no hits

[Chorus]

When they see me, I was gone from off the lean, smokin' dope
When they see me, I was beamin', beamin'
Shinin' like the motherfuckin' lights on the street
I know they ain't never, ever thought that they'd see me up
Oh, ayy ayy
Oh, they thought they'll never see me
Oh, ayy, ayy
Oh, oh

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