This is a song about "Xanax trap house lean money illegal guns"

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho

Ain’t nobody here leading, it’s way too easy to follow

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

I just know what you mean

Artillery weak with guns

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Catch me with cup full of lean

Used all my money to buy a big house

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Purple drank that gangsta lean

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Weed must be white house green see the lean