This is a song about "Lean and bop"

As: i know just what you mean

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

Bout that green like baby bop

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

From any angle, you can't handle my diddy bop/

And make ya head plop, bop, and stop cause we the rawest around

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

I seen a lot of niggas change over weed and lean,

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

I'mma make your heads bop until your veins pop

Come see real niggas on my team

Purple drank that gangsta lean