Yeat, Kranky Kranky - Mëan feen (feat. Kranky Kranky)

Phew Drunk, yeah, drunk (Uh) I'm in the Urus, with the drop-top Told you, "Lean with it," yeah, told you, "Rock," yeah I got lean with it, baby, by the drop Yeah, I got millions, cash in what you got Yeah, I got beans, baby, companies on my nut (My nut) Yeah, we come 'round, we shooting, sliding the town "Where you at?" With my slime in your town (Phew, phew) In the Bentley, make the frogs drown Sipping lean, but I'm crossed now No, I can't feel a thing, I'm on that Oxy' now I freestyled this whole thing, it's no more punching out (Yeah) You broke as hell, got no self-esteem Serving fiends I stretch the work, it's not no Lеvi jeans What you asking? What's sitting on my feet? This not them Givenchys Applе bottom, no, this not no Chili's, whip that chili cheese Matter of fact, you pray for the ceiling when you're broke and teasing If they catch me, I'ma break it up and break my fucking Visa Cold world, yeah, it get chilly, I rock me a Moncleezy Walk around, Glock in my bag, I call that bitch my glizzy Sipping lean or drinking track', the purple be the fizzy All my money brought inside this bank, I made the federal deposit (Uh, uh, uh) Walk inside this building, left it leaning, make a Federal Closet (Uh, uh, uh) So much fucking clothes and guns and jewelry sitting inside my closet (Uh, uh, uh) I don't give a fuck if you say you a broke-ass bitch, bitch, shut your mouth, just stop it (Uh, uh, uh) Phew Drunk, yeah, drunk (Uh) I'm in the Urus, with the drop-top Told you, "Lean with it," yeah, told you, "Rock," yeah I got lean with it, baby, by the drop Yeah, I got millions, cash in what you got Yeah, I got beans, baby, companies on my nut (My nut) Yeah, we come 'round, we shooting, sliding the town "Where you at?" With my slime in your town (Phew, phew) In the Bentley, make the frogs drown Sipping lean, but I'm crossed now No, I can't feel a thing, I'm on that Oxy' now I freestyled this whole thing, it's no more punching out (Yeah) You broke as hell, got no self-esteem Serving fiends I stretch the work, it's not no Lеvi jeans What you asking? What's sitting on my feet? This not them Givenchys Applе bottom, no, this not no Chili's, whip that chili cheese Matter of fact, you pray for the ceiling when you're broke and teasing If they catch me, I'ma break it up and break my fucking Visa Cold world, yeah, it get chilly, I rock me a Moncleezy Walk around, Glock in my bag, I call that bitch my glizzy Sipping lean or drinking track', the purple be the fizzy All my money brought inside this bank, I made the federal deposit (Uh, uh, uh) Walk inside this building, left it leaning, make a Federal Closet (Uh, uh, uh) So much fucking clothes and guns and jewelry sitting inside my closet (Uh, uh, uh) I don't give a fuck if you say you a broke-ass bitch, bitch, shut your mouth, just stop it (Uh, uh, uh)