Lil Glo - Fake Lean Lyrics

It's Lil Glo man, High as shit
Smoking outta zips Gloin heavy nigga

I sell fake lean to the dummies
Remix that lean nigga I get money
I was in the trap with the gang getting money
I never got sick, lean in my stomach
In the field with the pack Lil Glo imma punt it
.223 hit his chest lil nigga got punished
Imma walk out the house for the gas or the money
Smoking gas on the bridge with my bro getting blunted

Getting blunted man, and we getting money man

These niggas bitches, these niggas gay
Two-Tone FN (5.7), I'm in the range
I ain't no shooter but I'm shooting for the gang
I'm rocking Marino (Infantry), I'm rocking with gang
Put a lock in a sock then I swing for your brain
I ain't gonna change, still eat Fish Filets
Smoking big dope down Chesapeake Bay
He a yes-man, he do whatever you say
I thought he was real but that nigga was fake
Backpack Boys nigga that's the gang
I'm waiting for the pack, should be here any day
Glenn Dale in the trap with HK
I'm in the trap with HK