They wonder why I talk slow
Cause I'm poured up, and that gas so strong
It's time to roll up, she asked me why my pants low
I told her HOL UP, B-bitch I'm slowed up
2 cups, in my Styrofoam leanin man
Leanin leanin, can't you tell I'm leanin man (4)
I'm leanin (2) can't you tell I'm leanin
I done gained on these hoes like my name was Willie Beaman
It's seeming like I understand the progam
FDU, Fresher Den U, that's my fucking slogan
Ballin' on these hoes, drink a little bit more
Sipping on my drink shit, gone let shit pour
[?] stupid don't matter what's in my cup, drink that shit and refill I'm leanin WHAT THE FUCK
I'm leanin like a Kickstand
I'm feeling like a shit man
My eyes a lil low, but I hope that ain't yo bitch man
Cause, that ho no everybody, she claim she fuck with everybody
Word around town that bitch... she suck up everybody
Not me so I'm cool
Got hoes I won't lose
Couple grands in my trues
Can't throw what you don't lose
For a couple buck shit
I don't give no fuck
Tryna get some pussy I'm leanin' so WASSUP?
I'm slow grinded on these hoes, Slow wine a little more
They drink some of my shit, they going straight to the hotel
Motel Redroof Inn, 69 buck shit we can get it in
Thraby on deck, We signed Tat it on her neck
I love them bougie hoes, but the ghetto girls the best
They pop that pussy anywhere don't care where they at
If you got a fat ole ass girl, gone make it clap (clap clap)
What's happning?