You know how INCWELL ride I Lean Lean to the Left, I been popped since 05 I Lean Lean to the Left, park the Lincoln outside I Lean Lean to the Left I got the icky rolled tight and there's lean on my breath (Repeat)
Yey Yep I know this instrumentals jumping it's INCWELL homie and I don't need no introduction my lac is ketchup red I painted my Lincoln mustard and I switched out my leathers to a nice creamy custard, it's time to panic dog but don't turn them cameras off ain't seen a church in years but I write with the hands of God, my folks be twisted Leant out with lady models transport syizzurp back from Houston in baby bottles and every autograph reads from the District with love, been in the dirt for soo long they started kicking up dust crack showed you Lean back I'm goning to show you the Lean Left from Crenshaw Blvd all the way to East West Highway, you better do whatever I say revenge is sweet and now I make every dime pay don't ask me about my mind state mines on my money that's why in due time I might slide with your bunny
You know how INCWELL ride I Lean Lean to the Left, I been popped since 05 I Lean Lean to the Left, park the Lincoln outside I Lean Lean to the Left I got the icky rolled tight and there's lean on my breath (Repeat)
Move I'm back in the building evacuate the pregnant women and children get your hands out my pockets and reach for the ceiling Grandma always said I was one in million I'm the the flower child still my knot game tight ain't met a guy like me well you Goddamn right I'm that dude (repeat)
Move I'm back from hiatus with a zip lock of crush and a bag full of papers, the flower child zig zagged through the pavement and rose to the top to throw swag on these haters honestly I ain't trying to brag when I say this I've scrapped with the labels, I've clashed with the stations rub elbows with liars a**holes is shameless but there ain't no easy street to travel to make it and now I'm popping tags Dolce Argyle I'm on the west coast blowing choke like the Dogg Child cause I'm a rider grip stuffed in my chuck t's, verse 15 a whop I don't spit for no chump cheese the recession is here I heard it from Young Jeez unweave my flow man I blow like I'm Puns seed the audamuar man at autobar slammed but my swagger make it seem like I got it all planned I'm that dude
Move I'm back in the building evacuate the pregnant women and children get your hands out my pockets and reach for the ceiling Grandma always said I was one in million I'm the the flower child still my knot game tight ain't met a guy like me well you Goddamn right I'm that dude (repeat)
I came back from the dead with a bezel so big it could bash in your head, Cardiganed down I'm a cla** act they said, world on my shoulders but this cha**is don't bend I'm co-co-co-co-cold I'm frosty the snowman Mister lover with the easy touch and the slow hands, here's the program I'll treat you like a princess I'll even let you finger through that Sax Fifth index bracelets charms pearls pendants juicy prada fendy rent check cause I'm a rider grip stuffed in my Alifes' swag of a rapper getting chips like a playwright my begettes bark is way worse than my chains bite if I pull the knot out then I can cut the same night but I ain't really in to it, that ain't all my interest, most women say that I'm a scholar and a gentlemen I'm that dude
Move I'm back in the building evacuate the pregnant women and children get your hands out my pockets and reach for the ceiling Grandma always said I was one in million I'm the the flower child still my knot game tight ain't met a guy like me well you Goddamn right I'm that dude (repeat)