Mad Drip

Uh
Yeah
Lean
I got the
I got the
What
Uh
I got the
I got the
What
While these niggas frontin', ain't no cap in my rap
And just like a Mac, I put these niggas on blast
Member' in the past, they wasn't playing my tracks
Now they mix and match em'
When I drop they all gasp
Feel like an incredible, I run up like dash
When I blaze the beat, these rappers feeling harassed
Put em' all in shock, I leave em' all flabbergast
Talking bad behind me, just like sand you get glassed
Yeah
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Set the bar lil nigga, swear I'm gon raise it
Rappers washed up
They dried out like some raisins
I'm a beast lil' nigga, I sleep in cages
They not nearing me, the top looking spacious
Ed, Edd, Eddy
They suck me like jaw breakers
Play with Lean lil' bitch, you might meet your maker
Don't bring her around, you know I'm gon' take her
Uh
Yeah

Niggas wan' know how I hydrate uh
I got the sauce, let it marinate
Got the cheat codes like a classmate
Wrist hold me down like a paperweight Ooo
I am the champ, nigga heavyweight
Making right moves, nigga checkmate
Uh, Yeah
Wrist change the weather, they migrate
Clogging air traffic, I'm fly call me pilot
I'm shinning, pupils on dilate
Uh, Yeah
All of my drip they wan' locate
We are not equals bitch, we are not playmate yeah
Treading on thin ice, better watch your step like a ice skate uh
Running circles round em', gyrate aye
In New York, i'm crushing gyros fly hoes walk around the entire Tri State uh

They steady praying on my downfall
I call that shit True Religion
Got these bitches salty, I ball with precision
Speaking on the greatest, gimme recognition
Can you stand the rain, I'm dripping New Edition
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Turn your back on me, sorry you missing
Always cooking up, not in the kitchen
They all loving me, I got em' smitten
Yeah it's Lean and I got em' addicted
I'm a prize shawty hand me my ribbon
I secure the bag like they do prison
I like math, my favorite part addition
Just get used to me, make the transition
I ain't going the stars had it written
I'm so cool nigga, fuck air condition
I got mad drip, go phone a technician
Yeah

While these niggas frontin', ain't no cap in my rap
And just like a Mac, I put these niggas on blast
Member' in the past, they wasn't playing my tracks
Now they mix and match em'
When I drop they all gasp
Feel like an incredible, I run up like dash
When I blaze the beat, these rappers feeling harassed
Put em' all in shock, I leave em' all flabbergast
Talking bad behind me, just like sand you get glassed
Yeah
Uh