No Liquor Lyrics

I'm sipping lean baby, not no liquor

My pockets lean I need them a lil' thicker

Say you get it fast, but we get to that quicker

My blicky stuck to me just like a sticker

Or we can throw them ones like a stripper

Tryna ball out in LA like a clipper

Big dawg in all red, like Clifford

Got that Canon on me, you get shot like a picture

You stay in the house, I'm all in the mixture

No you ain't bout what you saying on Insta

Boy your girl follow me back on her finsta

She want the wood penetrating like blister

Don't fuck with woods, I'm gon' roll up a Swisher

Bitch I'm from Texas where everything bigger

Said, bitch I'm from Texas where everything triller

Hang with drug dealers and robbers and killers

Young man but I'm smoking OG

I be getting high but I'm lowkey

Big stepper, bitch I'm talking both feet

Really selling coke in the nose bleeds

Really selling bulk to them dope fiends

Got a Big Mac then some more cheese

Smoking big thrax, you smoking roachies

So much green, the neighbors think I grow trees

I'm sipping lean baby, not no liquor

My pockets lean I need them a lil' thicker

Say you get it fast, but we get to that quicker

My blicky stuck to me just like a sticker

Or we can throw them ones like a stripper

Tryna ball out in LA like a clipper

Big dawg in all red, like Clifford

Got that Canon on me, you get shot like a picture

I'm fly as shit with that paper no airplane

You know I'm stepping like I'm on a staircase

My shooter in camo but no he don't wear Bape

Everyone around me got cups, we don't share drank

I'm leaking oil like I need a mechanic

I just poured a 4 up, I'm feeling fantastic

I'm somewhere floating, it's something like magic

Deep off in the ocean, like I'm the Titanic

Got to them bands, like I went to a Warped Tour

I'm all in the trap bitch I came from a poor source

Stuck to the plan like I'm running on four courts

And, when I talk to the plug it's in morse code

This a four door, put that bitch right in sports mode

And I skrt off in the whip with them whores though

So much blood around me like it's something out a horror show

But, I be with my locs posted up in the Four-O

I'm sipping lean baby, not no liquor

My pockets lean I need them a lil' thicker

Say you get it fast, but we get to that quicker

My blicky stuck to me just like a sticker

Or we can throw them ones like a stripper

Tryna ball out in LA like a clipper

Big dawg in all red, like Clifford

Got that Canon on me, you get shot like a picture