Sipping Lean, Red on Red {

That sick flow got me feelin' wild. I be drownin' that lean all day , keepin' it ruby like a champ. My homies all with me, we cruisin' in the red whip, lettin' that bass pound. Sippin' on Dreams Every night, the jungle fades away and I find myself in a hazy landscape. The air is light with the sweetness of fruit punch. My mind wanders through

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