I got 16 ounces, purple and yellow Tuss'

Add ice with it and mix it up in a cup

Add ya Jolly Ranchers to go-on spice it up

Wait a second, maybe a minute you might feel woozy





What you know about sippin' on purple and yellow tuss

Then add jolly ranchers to go-on spice it up

Now you leaning when you walk cause it's filled up to your cup

Motivation skill low cause it got you fucked up

You niggaz really know nothin' bout that purple in my name

Fuck a baby barter, gimme a 20 oz I'm straight

I can't get intoxicated, might fall flat on my face

Now I'm talkin' with a slur, so nan word you heard

I'm movin' in slow mo, about to fall on the flo

I need to get it together just to make it out the door

I'm full of this purple lean, I don't need no mo

I'm higher than a mufucka, tell my guys let's go









Now I'm scratchin' for a itch and itchin' for me a scratch

An' my eyes gettin' heavy, I'm havin' a lean attack

No time to up and panic, like Joe I lean back

So I get myself together and fire up a dro sack

Pop the seal on the bottle, I love when the sound crack

I got 16 ounces you know there's no lookin' back

I advise you non-sippers to stick to your peeved paths

I'm the purple lean king, you're better off with crack

I'm never catchin' a cold, then yerp, put it on hold

I got 16 ounces, purple and yellow gold

So I add ice with it and mix and let it get cold

Wait a second maybe a minute you might say Whoa