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No Lean (feat. Wocksick) Video (MV)




Performed By: KILLZAY
Language: English
Length: 3:03
Written by: Isaiah Mott, Owen Zoll
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KILLZAY - No Lean (feat. Wocksick) Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Like she wanna f*ck my diamond, told the lil' bitch I'm behind it
All my money is timeless, I just spent the big on my new love, yeah
She said she just wanna kick it, kudos, I'm like, damn, you too slow
That lil' bitch, she suck dick, you don't know who to f*ck with, you come around cause you want this
Damn, and she just want dick, damn, and she don't want shit
Come around this bitch tryna act up, you know that I run this, like, uh
I just wanted my key, I just wanted my key
Bustin' a nut on her face, bustin' a nut on her face
I'm not takin' her on a D, I don't take her on a D
F*ckin' that bitch when I'm back and I don't give a f*ck what that bitch wanna take
And I don't give a f*ck about none of you niggas
Pull up, you know that I'm bustin' this trigger, this six-seven-two, it's a cycle
I told that lil' bitch to get off of the block, I got that shit all in my mouth
I'm takin' your bitch up north to South, she wanted to go, she up in the house
She suckin' my dick, now she gettin' all this gunk
I need bags, you look like a quick lick
Poppin' tags, how about Prada on that big bitch
You look sane, just talkin' crazy, you gettin' dealt with
I need M's, I go crazy, we told big sticks
In Atlanta, hang on, I feel like banana
We let him look like a, we let him look like a cancer
All of my diamonds, they dancers, hit him in the nose like a Prancer
We took his ass for ransom, we goin' up like a banner
Look at the way that I'm ballin
Off to that Charlotte, we caught it, finna blow up like Osama
Be in Kansas, toddler, f*ck you sayin' about me
See me designin' my jeans, I'm flyer on that beanie
Look at the way that I get it
Yeah, I got that bitch and I'm flyin, yeah
Off to that bitch, I'm a giant, f*ck with that king and the Mayans, yeah
We gonna leave, we gonna eat, bitch, I am the lion
And you know she is defiant, kickin' it straight to the curb
Shawty, you really the worst, tell me, like, what is the word
I'm bout to fly like a bird, hop on that shit in the suburbs
F*ckin' that bitch, I don't want her
F*ckin' that bitch, I'ma dub her
F*ck with that bitch, I'ma eat her like burgers
Hold up, fireworks all up in my kitchen, baby, what's up
Don't give a f*ck, you ain't f*ckin, bitch, shut up
You can f*ck all my hoes, bitch, you go down south
I don't give a f*ck, I'm turnin' up, this the Loud House, yeah
I've been on some shit since I was just a youngin
Told the lil' bitch, suck my dick like it's nothin
I've been in the trap, smokin' piss, hit her face
Don't give a f*ck, type of shit, she's gettin' laced
In the f*ckin' race, man, they be on some gay shit
I don't give a f*ck, turnin' up, cause I ain't basic
That lil' bitch got a talent that she wasted
Tryna f*ckin' sing, no, bitch, you ain't this, you ain't that
Get the f*ck up outta here, tryna call me fat
I've been runnin' racks since I was a kid
Got it from my dad, hand it to your bitch
What it is
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English

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Like she wanna f*ck my diamond, told the lil' bitch I'm behind it
All my money is timeless, I just spent the big on my new love, yeah
She said she just wanna kick it, kudos, I'm like, damn, you too slow
That lil' bitch, she suck dick, you don't know who to f*ck with, you come around cause you want this
Damn, and she just want dick, damn, and she don't want shit
Come around this bitch tryna act up, you know that I run this, like, uh
I just wanted my key, I just wanted my key
Bustin' a nut on her face, bustin' a nut on her face
I'm not takin' her on a D, I don't take her on a D
F*ckin' that bitch when I'm back and I don't give a f*ck what that bitch wanna take
And I don't give a f*ck about none of you niggas
Pull up, you know that I'm bustin' this trigger, this six-seven-two, it's a cycle
I told that lil' bitch to get off of the block, I got that shit all in my mouth
I'm takin' your bitch up north to South, she wanted to go, she up in the house
She suckin' my dick, now she gettin' all this gunk
I need bags, you look like a quick lick
Poppin' tags, how about Prada on that big bitch
You look sane, just talkin' crazy, you gettin' dealt with
I need M's, I go crazy, we told big sticks
In Atlanta, hang on, I feel like banana
We let him look like a, we let him look like a cancer
All of my diamonds, they dancers, hit him in the nose like a Prancer
We took his ass for ransom, we goin' up like a banner
Look at the way that I'm ballin
Off to that Charlotte, we caught it, finna blow up like Osama
Be in Kansas, toddler, f*ck you sayin' about me
See me designin' my jeans, I'm flyer on that beanie
Look at the way that I get it
Yeah, I got that bitch and I'm flyin, yeah
Off to that bitch, I'm a giant, f*ck with that king and the Mayans, yeah
We gonna leave, we gonna eat, bitch, I am the lion
And you know she is defiant, kickin' it straight to the curb
Shawty, you really the worst, tell me, like, what is the word
I'm bout to fly like a bird, hop on that shit in the suburbs
F*ckin' that bitch, I don't want her
F*ckin' that bitch, I'ma dub her
F*ck with that bitch, I'ma eat her like burgers
Hold up, fireworks all up in my kitchen, baby, what's up
Don't give a f*ck, you ain't f*ckin, bitch, shut up
You can f*ck all my hoes, bitch, you go down south
I don't give a f*ck, I'm turnin' up, this the Loud House, yeah
I've been on some shit since I was just a youngin
Told the lil' bitch, suck my dick like it's nothin
I've been in the trap, smokin' piss, hit her face
Don't give a f*ck, type of shit, she's gettin' laced
In the f*ckin' race, man, they be on some gay shit
I don't give a f*ck, turnin' up, cause I ain't basic
That lil' bitch got a talent that she wasted
Tryna f*ckin' sing, no, bitch, you ain't this, you ain't that
Get the f*ck up outta here, tryna call me fat
I've been runnin' racks since I was a kid
Got it from my dad, hand it to your bitch
What it is
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Writer: Isaiah Mott, Owen Zoll
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