Lean on
Imb kave
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Oh my god, what it say on the track If I got broke, who I'ma lean on Bro, got a glock seventeen with the beam on it I know you wanna ball like me, but I'm different But don't try to do it all like me Pull up to your crib, like the feds do it sweep Think you f*ck with me, then you off your meds boy u geeked Oh woah, it's a bag on my jeans Next in my teeth, I just made With a n***a tryna save, n***a's cheap They ain't stop makin' glocks when they ain't made yours You tryna die about that bitch we don't say whores Everyday I'm fuckin' puncin in, tryna make more She fuckin' me, so she all into it Baby, know she fucked up with her chance P, damn, her bitch she blew it These n****s movin' so clueless , f*ck these n****s stupid Always puttin' a strike up in sports, it feel like we cruising Throwed off the lean, get my lean on If I got broke, who I'm gone lean on Bro, got a glock seventeen with the beam on Throwed as a bitch, exotic weed, I can't even focus I got up by being , me and lilbaby, you know this Said she tryna f*ck on me, like, boy, you da coldest Might've been on you in the strike, then you know we sold it Know we stay ridin' in the strikes like we playin' bowling She said she can see it in , me know I'm different told N****s tryna stick to the plan, quit bitchin N****s always act like hoes, they be switchin I was fucked up, now I'm havin' pape, did I mention Through the business on the floor, watch me stand on it And I don't give a f*ck about a bitch a put my mans on it I just hopped out, poppin' off my shit They ain't got no pape to f*ck with me, tell them get off my dick Turn me up, listen to me, watch me talk my shit Said she can tell I never heard a n***a talk like this tell him drop his lo, he gon' get walked down quick Oops is not havin pape, they do not buy shit I be chillin', but it get shiesty , round these ways Designer junkie, I don't care if that shit pricey, I'ma pay Getting calls from scam likely, random bitches in my face Dude snitchin', he gon' catch a couple stitches out the kayyeahhh Fake plan' dangerous , but they put up, so they safe Bitch, I'm turnt to the max, finna put it in that face Heard you posed to put it in, but I'm takin' from the bank I told her, baby, grab my soda, cause I'm thirsty for some drank Where her hips at? I just wanna put my dick Where her lips at? He can catch, 8 from out this Drac, like he kristap N***a, I was tired of bein' broke, had to fix that At first it was stolen , but you know you had to switch that And my brother switch hats, ass, I don't kiss that Off the Zoddy somewhere, throwed, where your bitch at Tryna take control of the arp When you blow, it gotta kick back Throwed gettin my lean-on If I go broke, who, I'ma lean on Bro, got a Glock 17 with the beam on Why the fuckin' n****s never tell them put they team on
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