Half A Mil'

Where's the Lean PAT?

I just made Half A Mil' down the road
You can't see through my shades cause they chrome
Baby Baby, Oh No No No
You can't see through my shades cause they gold

Nevada girls sliding down the pole
Flying down the strip 88 woah
In my 4-series with the split tone
Ladies love me wanna hop up on my bone, aye
Fuck this bitch together, alter-ego sippin' rosé
Chain on me so heavy, cause you know it was a snow day
I don't give a fuck about the gas or the propane
I just care about the money, money and the hoes mane
Sike, rocking Rick Owens yeah I mix it with the Nike
Poppin, Poppin, Poppin yeah we poppin all night
Yuh Yuh Aye

I just made Half A Mil' down the road
You can't see through my shades cause they chrome
Baby Baby, Oh No No No
You can't see through my shades cause UH

I just ran up MGM like a ghost, aye
$1.5k in twenty minutes like a goat, aye
Bitch don't get too close please don't step up on my coat, aye
200 chips on black and I'm hitting it fosho
Extra legroom on the way back and I coast
Always in my element anywhere I go
Always remember who I am
God of Music, Yeah Apollo to the Gold

I just made Half A Mil' down the road
You can't see through my shades cause they chrome
Baby Baby, Oh No No No
You can't see through my shades cause Gold
I just made Half A Mil' down the road
You can't see through my shades cause they chrome
Baby Baby, Oh No No No
You can't see through my shades cause they
Gold, Gold, Gold