Lean

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Being this is a .44 magnet,
 With the most powerful handgun in the world,
 It would blow your head clean off
 If you had to ask yourself one question,
 "Do I feel lucky?"
 Well, do ya punk?
 Aye
 Bitch
 Yeah, yeah
 Uh
 Okay, so look, look,
 I-I'm not really with all that talking an' shit,
 You feel me like,
 I ain't with all that wudu water, and shit like that,
 That water wudu,you feel me, 'cause, 'cause,
 Bitch I'm a shooter,
 And that's just how it is, facts
 Facts n—, facts n—,
 Deadass, uh
 Forreal
 Perfect
 Lean got a n— rollin' just like dice
 14 hours on a block, dirty nights
 Clean than a bitch, but I grip dirty pipes
 Shoot with my left, but I tote on the right
 Up that blicky, you ain't puttin' up a fight
 Yes, I'd kill him, it depends on the price
 No cap n—, I earned my stripes
 Talkin' but he really ain't 'bout that life
 All that shit talkin' is for the birds
 I'd leave a bitch n— straight on the curb
 Glock like Usher, I let it burn
 But he talk out the mouth, he gone get a turn
 Comin' up, but I still wanna rob shit
 Play stupid, I'm runnin' yo' pockets
 Make a move and that's one of your socket
 Get up close, and I bet he won't dodge it
 Like PG when he play for the Pacers
 Took that L, bounced back like a playa
 Shawty look way damn better when she naked
 Shawty wanna suck 'til I nut on baby
 'Ready spiked two cups, I'm faded
 Ion really give two fucks if you hatin'
 Set two n— up and kidnap yo' baby
 Up that smoke, you could get cremated
 Ahh
 Beat up that cat like a crash dummy
 Take a bitch n— braid if my cash funny
 Put the glock in his face, I'ma laugh on you
 Hit a lick and I will hit the dash on you
 Uh
 Please bitch n— don't front your move
 Catch a n— by himself, ion really need a crew
 N— say he wanna fight, hit him wit' a one, two
 Big .45 knock his ass out his shoes
 Lean got a n— rollin' just like dice
 14 hours on a block, dirty nights
 Clean than a bitch, but I grip dirty pipes
 Shoot with my left, but I tote on the right
 Up that blicky, you ain't puttin' up a fight
 Yes, I'd kill him, it depends on the price
 No cap n—, I earned my stripes
 Talkin' but he really ain't 'bout that life
 N— snitchin' on the gang like 6ix9ine
 N—, tweakin' boy he prolly sniffin' like six lines
 Catch a opp, we gone shoot him like six times
 N— think I ain't gone make it, I'm keep mine
 Bitch I'ma shine like a chandelier
 Get the fuck out my circle, bitch you a square
 Got a lil thick bitch tryna rub on my hair
 Take his main bitch, I know he prolly think it ain't fair
 Haha
 Lean got a n— rollin' just like dice
 14 hours on a block, dirty nights
 Clean than a bitch, but I grip dirty pipes
 Shoot with my left, but I tote on the right
 Up that blicky, you ain't puttin' up a fight
 Yes, I'd kill him, it depends on the price
 No cap n—, I earned my stripes
 Talkin' but he really ain't 'bout that life
 Bitch
 Woah
 Okay, okay
 One time, one time
 Feel me, know what I'm saying
 N— Jay Loud in da cut, n—
 N— fuck how you feelin' n—
 Fuck your momma, fuck your daddy n—,
 Fuck yo' sister, and fuck all o' them
 Bitch
 

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Duration
02:40
Key
1
Tempo
125 BPM

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