Leanin On That Lymon

Okay, all I smell is lie
Walking through the crowd
They know how it is (Rasheeda)
Cause they see the crown
Niggas on a stray, bought last call
He want a menage, so I hear
Break a piece of that bod, gon take the whole thang
He know I got that sauce
I know he got that brain
Long night with the good pipe
Always get it, take my right
I levitate (sound by), then let him go (green light)
I run it like a relay, flyer than a PJ
Awesome three dozen shit
You can call it Andre
These other brawls just passé
They fuck with me the long way
Can't do shit not now'days, if I sold my swag on eBay
Please pass that rosé, it's been a long day
'Bout to be a long night, and time to get my mind right

So, please pass that rosé, shit it's been a long day
'Bout to be a long night, and time to get my mind right
Ex-ex-ex-cuze me, pour that drink, pour that drink
Wassup man, you blow that Stang, blow that Stang
Leanin' on that Lymon, call it Frank, call it Frank