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eyes wide shut - big lean lyrics

[intro]
turn it up, yeah
yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
i was in a f*cked up position
mama found my strength then
[?] dissin’
but i paid them no attention
they been tweakin’ off of that perky (perc’)
they think i won’t them do dirty (dirty)
i picked up bottles early
[lately, up at?] 7:30
i ain’t just a chip off a stoop (nah, n*gga)
my coupe lucy blue (skrrt)
n*gga, i did [the cruise?] (i did)
the reason why you got recruit (it’s true)
and n*gga, you ain’t playin’ me (nah)
you must be talkin’ ’bout the flute (pshh)
and your b*tch playin’ me
especially if she think i’m cute (hey, hey, hey)
uh, ride a spark with the fire, down for the lighter
i’m in a ferrari spyder
i’m a parma’s original slider
y’all don’t wanna get me fired up
hop out, then f*ck [?]
[?] yg with me and he stay dangerous
don’t, don’t let me send him to your block
yeah, bodies get shot
n*ggas know how we rock
i put a four in the pot
[?] turnin’ love [?] lot (lot)
then i go find me a thot
n*ggas is struck like a bunch of hoes, but, bro
i stick to the evil i know
they [?] me shinin’ and think i can do shows
my n*gga, he got all the dough, oh
[chorus]
my whole style in sync
i pour my own drink
big glock under my mink
i know the opps still link
just know i’m onto them
eyes wide shut, no blink
i’m dealin’ with a bunch of problems
took my armor, that’s a king

[verse 2]
if i take your b*tch, you’ll never get her back (for real)
a little bit of sh*t, you know how i act
ain’t no fiction, n*gga, that’s facts
gotta live it up for my n*gga [mex?]
[?] too intense
that’s what a b*tch n*gga shot through the fence
for n*ggas that don’t miss me, i know they bent
they gotta go bring back girls they rent, yeah
icy sh*t, dark glow, [?] tryna pack that
[?] smellin’ like back crack
got about a hundred in my backpack
tryna send some, but it ain’t no cashapp
if i tried that sh*t, i’ma back that
we know it ain’t you, where the cap at?
your boyfriend a squeak here, he a big rat
yeah, yeah, lil’ b*tch
[pre*chorus]
they say that love is the answer
i turned my girl to a dancer
hit the club, freelancer
straight drop four in the fanta
i’m from the 6ix, but this ain’t atlanta
hermes the belt and gucci bandana
i’m in love with gettin’ pesos
i’m in love with gettin’ (money)

[chorus]
my whole style in sync
i pour my own drink
big glock under my mink
i know the opps still link
just know i’m onto them
eyes wide shut, no blink
i’m dealin’ with a bunch of problems
took my armor, that’s a king
my whole style in sync
i pour my own drink
big glock under my mink
i know the opps still link
just know i’m onto them
eyes wide shut, no blink
i’m dealin’ with a bunch of problems
took my armor, that’s a king

- big lean lyrics

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