[Hook]
I got too much lean in my cup, damn, damn (screwed up)
I got too much lean in my cup, damn, damn (screwed up)

[Verse 1]
BeatKing Kong bad bitches call me sire
Got this purple in my syrup, all my bitches look like Tyra
Flexin' pull at V Life with a car full of strippers
Got this pistol on my dick while I'm sittin' on them bitches
5 bands in 10 minutes, Club God you a fool
When the hoe know you balling, when you walking they gon' chose
Mix that molly with that lean, she gon' fuck my whole crew
I don't fuck hoes to Drake, I fuck hoes jammin' Screw

[Hook]
I got too much lean in my cup, damn, damn (screwed up)
I got too much lean in my cup, damn, damn (screwed up)

[Verse 2]
Too much lean in my cup, got a n***a movin' slow
Swangin' down the block, chunking deuce to n***as I don't know
I got bitches up in Cypress, they on lean and they like it
Got that paper, then I pipe her
She my side and you wive her
N***a swangin' on them fo's with a trunk full of Jackie Chan
Watching for them jackers, behind that seat that Afghanistan
Lookin' for the laws, I got [?], Imma go
R.I.P. Paul Walker got a n***a swanging slow
Swerve up your in lot watch a young n***a flex
Bitch get up off my session if you ain't talking I don't sex
Got your gal on my dick, n***as salty looking stressed
VIP, 20 deep with that heat if they got plex
[Hook]
I got too much lean in my cup, damn, damn (screwed up)
I got too much lean in my cup, damn, damn (screwed up)

[Verse 3]
Too much lean in my cup, screens fall watching Scandal
Northside, Studewood n***as trappin' out the bando
[?] in my door [?], 6 12's in the back
Give a yella a headache if she sit in my slab
Turnin' heads on the Ave with that paper on my mind
N***as mad that I'm turnt up, they don't wanna see my shine
I ain't trippin off these haters on my lap it's that 9
D-Carter in the passage, he gon' lay a n***a down

[Hook]
I got too much lean in my cup, damn, damn (screwed up)
I got too much lean in my cup, damn, damn (screwed up)