This is a song about "Xnanx lean money guns"

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

But i dont carry guns

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

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

Artillery weak with guns

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

These chalance give me balance

Without the sound of guns

I'm drinking lean, committing sins

Hold it..now thank you for silence

I just raped you for pete-sakes, we all lean my way

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea