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otm - lean in my cup (freestyle) lyrics

[intro: blue pesos]
(ayo, x9)
long live sweet, long live drakeo

[verse 1: blue pesos & duffy]
too poured, this a four in my cup
they like, “why your eyes low?” ’cause, b_tch, i don’t give a f_ck
on the block with gorillas and the nines
it’s time to slide, why you never wanna go?
you wanna do what i do, but you can’t, you ain’t a thug
free my pops, free reisi, they tryna see him washed up
young n_gga stay trippin’, can y’all put the mops up?
n_ggas thought we would fail, this not that, guess what?
ceo sh_t, mops ain’t on sh_t
you at home on the couch where your pockets on zero
brains splattered, we just let a n_gga have it in the field
if it’s sue yung and mae ling, i’m malcom in the middle
it’s long live suede, put the mussle on the map
can y’all turn the song off? this sh_t suck, i had enough
smokin’ big pounds with duffy, remember matchin’ up on eighths
i ain’t a rapper, i’m a grown_ass man, get it straight
moneybag landed, b_tch, i’m moneysign suede
on the east side with crooks with a tank and some pans
don’t ask me for a song, who are you? we ain’t friends
brand_new chop, sh_t, i’m finna hit my— ayy
brand_new chops, go and put this b_tch to work
she got the fatty out, it don’t make money, don’t twerk
shot caller, have them guys on you with a word
cold summers for the store runners, somebody call up ferg
this after this, n_gga, this after that
b_tch, it’s war with anybody, we got strap after strap
you’s a punk rock ho, you get the punk rock treatment
if she ain’t give it all to you, you ain’t bop_bop bleed her
bop_bop susie, keep my mops on fully
the piece came from rami, so it’s top_notch jewelry
the loyalty come different when i kick it with my mexicans
it’s long live drakeo, suede, and ketchy (hm)
[verse 2: duffy]
b_tch, you see this lean in my cup?
long live drakeo, i’m mud walkin’ with a drum
the streets show no love, why you wanna be a thug?
baby, what you want? we got all type of drugs
these, those, we got this, we got that
we got juice, probably got ’bout everything besides act’
a new era, new gen switches hit him in his hat
we makin’ too much chili, old n_ggas lookin’ mad
see, this pole on my hip’ll leave a hole in your whip
she keep thinkin’ i’m a simp, what is wrong with this b_tch?
she can’t get right, then i’ma leave her where she at
n_ggas tellin’ on the ‘gram, we don’t partic_p_te in that
wanna do what i do, but these n_ggas don’t do nothin’
at no jumper with the thumper on me pokin’ like f_ck it
switch sides on us, ain’t no comin’ back from it
hope you know his b_tch want a spot next to me
ugh, put the cup down, sh_t, i try
why that n_gga said he got it off the mussle? sh_t, he lied
lean in my cup, n_gga, we ain’t sippin’ wine
hit my dance when i see them money signs, b_tch

[outro: duffy]
sh_t, it’s lean in my cup (long live suede)
i don’t give a f_ck

- otm lyrics

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