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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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:40
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 125 BPM