Yung Lean, in the club
For some morphine (Morphine)
Yung Lean, up in the club
For some morphine (Morphine)
Poppin' pills like zits while someone vomits on your mosquito tits
Slittin' wrists while dark evil spirits like Slytherin
Slitherin' with tricks, some sick acid trip makes my spittin' sick
And makes me start hittin' chicks
Knittin' thick, shittin' quick, fittin' dick
Like transmittin' shit with an AIDS stick
Think you're gay as fuck like a fish stick
Tequila shots and salt licks
Getting balls in your face like a free kick
Yung Lean stays motherfuckin' freaky (Biatch)
Yung Lean, in the club
For some morphine (Morphine)
Yung Lean, up in the club
For some morphine (Morphine)
Rotten teeth like Gargamel, I cast a spell, you keep on tryin' to yell
Bet your dead body stinks worse than my swell
Well, Lean expels diagrams as if they were made in Excel
Fuck fat hoes like Adele
Get my dick stuck inside a lamp shell
Get it out with sperm cells and hair gel
Swim in Mexico, mademoiselle
Point and laugh while he fell
Who's laughin' now? Now that I'm explosive like Alfred Nobel
Yung Lean only attracts an older clientele