This is a song about "Thot lean chief balout tadoe"

Weed must be white house green see the lean

Exclusives, y'all never seen

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

Southern niggas, y'all think that we lean back when we sippin' lean,

I am walking around the court sippin lean

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Thot in highschool naw we ain't knew that

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

I'm in a another world just call me master chief

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

It's roc nation, this my team