Hya
Ayo what you staring at
Hya
Look back sometime
Lean
Lean by the bottle
Goop by the bottle
Who go full throttle
Boof by the bag boy, its sad boy
Its Sad Boy
SWITZERLAND BANK ACCOUNT
Take 10 of my bitches out, five Benzes now, one Jag boy, its sad boy
We in the mansion now
Got all of my bands is out
Bad bitch be dancing now
No friends allowed
Its Sad Boy, Sad Boy
Woke up this morning
Got myself together
Cant pick which car Im using boy
Its Sad boy, sad boy
Woke up in Sweden
Pushed a button to the Trump Towers
Chicago
The presidential suite
Trap house at Waldorf, but ain’t shit sweet
I’m geechy than a motherfucker, come fuck Gleesh
For a nigga the situation off the lean
Hopped off the plane in Sweden touch down
And I pictured the swisher to Yung Lean
She so pretty she switchin; she so mean
Im in Sweden with swishers and codeine
Im in vogue but im shooting boudeen
Holdin on to the lexus truck leave the whole thing
Bought my intention to switch it to caffeine
Block it to work it cocaine
Figity my nigga wanna pick up the trigger
Another blocks with the bitches
This shit is bigger
A lot of work
A lot of a work
I had to work it in the kitchen
I had a black ski mask with a black mad chicken
Goin through these bitches doe I can run away zoe
Black in the pits um oh
I get whatever I want
I can never like it
I cant fantasize
I cant never lie
Haha ha aha
West side every side
I got everybody
One time two time three time thats right
Cloud Smoke, Yellow Diamonds
Its up in the sky where you cant find me
Outback
Knight Rider
Bitch I’m masterful you can’t deny me
Neo-knife
Bright shining
Alone in this world
Please dont remind me
When the lighting strikes
Papers flying
Im youngin with my team fuckin dont remind me
Lights out
Iced Out
Somewhere up in space
Cant tell what time is
Bright lights
Night grinding
Death already behind me
I mean Imma sad boy
Got a SWITZERLAND BANK ACCOUNT
See me up errywhere
Throwing money
Flying out
Different state
Different day
Sad boys up on errything
Tell it to my bank account
You know we up on errything
Couple hundred on my teeth
Bapesters on my feet
I wake up and my mind is too deep
YUNG LEAN BITCH