This is a song about "Xanax lean weed hennessy ferrari the bay money gucci"

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

Yeah, i know, that's what they all say

I'm done, put the anchor in the bay

I am walking around the court sippin lean

Be the king, that was part of my dream

I bought them straight out the bay

Few chips, i get out n' spray

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

Building a fence, to keep the sexual tension at bay,

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

Do it fast or your plane's gonna crash, smashed by the bay

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

People don't condone what they've never seen

To dive so fast in the past and lean,