Before I punch in where my lean at
Where my lean at
Before I punch in where my lean at
Aye, before I punch in where my lean at
Why you rappin bout that shit you never seen that
Soon as I send it out they say they need that
I was tryna see a 10 off a 3 pack
Double G, I told my jeweler freeze that
They f*ckin' with the strain, they send me feedback
She short a couple dollars, tell her keep that
Last month was 5, this month I need like 10 bags
The way I break it down, they think I'm He-Man
I remember when I couldnt get a P man
Baby walked inside the room, I'm looking like I need that
I do numbers everday, not just the weekend
Nigga say he need a bag, I told the nigga 3 bands
Acting like we locked in, Nigga please man
Lemon Cherry Runtz this not Shark, but I'm on the deep end
I'm married to the money, I don't need friends
Told you I could've bought a cuban chain, this time could've bout a Benz
Use to serve with chop sticks, thank you come again
Reminiscing, I ask mama how it feel not to win
I'm countin' up, playing future how it feel
Guala - HE-MAN Lyrics
Guala - HE-MAN Lyrics
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Before I punch in where my lean at
Where my lean at
Before I punch in where my lean at
Aye, before I punch in where my lean at
Why you rappin bout that shit you never seen that
Soon as I send it out they say they need that
I was tryna see a 10 off a 3 pack
Double G, I told my jeweler freeze that
They f*ckin' with the strain, they send me feedback
She short a couple dollars, tell her keep that
Last month was 5, this month I need like 10 bags
The way I break it down, they think I'm He-Man
I remember when I couldnt get a P man
Baby walked inside the room, I'm looking like I need that
I do numbers everday, not just the weekend
Nigga say he need a bag, I told the nigga 3 bands
Acting like we locked in, Nigga please man
Lemon Cherry Runtz this not Shark, but I'm on the deep end
I'm married to the money, I don't need friends
Told you I could've bought a cuban chain, this time could've bout a Benz
Use to serve with chop sticks, thank you come again
Reminiscing, I ask mama how it feel not to win
I'm countin' up, playing future how it feel
Where my lean at
Before I punch in where my lean at
Aye, before I punch in where my lean at
Why you rappin bout that shit you never seen that
Soon as I send it out they say they need that
I was tryna see a 10 off a 3 pack
Double G, I told my jeweler freeze that
They f*ckin' with the strain, they send me feedback
She short a couple dollars, tell her keep that
Last month was 5, this month I need like 10 bags
The way I break it down, they think I'm He-Man
I remember when I couldnt get a P man
Baby walked inside the room, I'm looking like I need that
I do numbers everday, not just the weekend
Nigga say he need a bag, I told the nigga 3 bands
Acting like we locked in, Nigga please man
Lemon Cherry Runtz this not Shark, but I'm on the deep end
I'm married to the money, I don't need friends
Told you I could've bought a cuban chain, this time could've bout a Benz
Use to serve with chop sticks, thank you come again
Reminiscing, I ask mama how it feel not to win
I'm countin' up, playing future how it feel
Writer: Khari Drayton
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