Lyrics Lean Wid It – NitoNB
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Ayy, you know them man stay listenin’
M1OnTheBeat
But, it’s suck your mum
Ayo, Twintwo, this is a bad boy beat
Look
There was just one rule
But on the ‘net, keep actin’ a fool
Shak got chest, Rose met death
Tapz weren’t ever gonna get into school
Laid in a pool, s**t, ooh
I had a long nose then I get that fool
But now, I got none ‘cah them man got sighted
We just saw jakes, but I kept that cool
I really ain’t here for the explanation
I don’t wanna hear that noise
Beat off what
I hear that he missed that shot
So we called that drill there void
Sticks and toys, sitting there side by side
Got me chillin’ and the clips ..
Dot dotz join, cah we gotta get round town
They ain’t friends cah the tripped their boys
I heard donny got hit, go check mate
I heard Stugz done bun out his chest plate
Fat boy run out of luck for talking and stuff
Lost so much blood he had less weight
My .. be the best weight
Tall like Pressplay
Making it beat like Sensei
Left scenes in a mess
..
Man know here it’s all set straight
Lean wid it, rock wid it
Sleep wid it, bop wid it
All the opps never did look calm with the mash
He ain’t holdin’ the heat with a confidence
Eat wid it, shop wid it
Seen wid it, I don’t stop wid it
Gather round for the plan, when we get round dem sides
Only the tugs at the conference
Lean wid it, rock wid it
Sleep wid it, bop wid it
All the opps never did look calm with the mash
He ain’t holdin’ the heat with a confidence
Eat wid it, shop wid it
Seen wid it, I don’t stop wid it
Gather round for the plan, when we get round dem sides
Only the tugs at the conference
Your dead corn comin’ like Mike and that
So I throw the mash and go pick me a reefer
By for the fans but the streets still know
And laugh like Who the f**ks he bun
Cah everyone knows what we done
You sweet ’bout guns, ain’t seen one
Long clip, like the weight of the stick
Can’t be on my hip, man know it’s a tree trunk
We call dem diesel, their waps unleaded
They’re never outside, man said it
In and out rides, man did it
The wap, man click it
And pree what I hit gets deaded
I ain’t gonna lie, took time on a ride
We were outside chillin’ on their block till late
We park up, wait
I swear that he lives round here
So we chillin’ by my mans gates
Spot him, on site it
We been round there doin’ mileage
Where they at, I don’t know
He ain’t home
Cool, now we can’t find him
Bro said he got drops, so let’s wait
And this is perfect timin’
Am I hittin’ on .. or ..
I don’t know when we be lightin’
Lean wid it, rock wid it
Sleep wid it, bop wid it
All the opps never did look calm with the mash
He ain’t holdin’ the heat with a confidence
Eat wid it, shop wid it
Seen wid it, I don’t stop wid it
Gather round for the plan, when we get round dem sides
Only the tugs at the conference
Lean wid it, rock wid it
Sleep wid it, bop wid it
All the opps never did look calm with the mash
He ain’t holdin’ the heat with a confidence
Eat wid it, shop wid it
Seen wid it, I don’t stop wid it
Gather round for the plan, when we get round dem sides
Only the tugs at the conference
M1OnTheBeat
Ayo, Twintwo, this is a bad boy beat…
➤ Written by Nito NB
Album: Fashionably Late
Produced by M1OnTheBeat, X10 & Twintwo
NitoNB | 2022
