K.Lindo - Lean Out

I hop in the whip and then I lean out
Lean out
I hop in the whip and then I lean out
Lean out
I hop in the whip and then I lean out
Niggas got the strap I brought the beams out
Yeah
You be with the gang
I'm with the team now
Uh pull up with them thangs
I'm on the scene now
Cartier my frames nigga talking to me gone get you cleaned out
Riding through the city I get to the bag then get them rings out
Yeah
Hit the rim bitch I'm in the gym
Yeah your money running thin
Tryna stack another M
Way this money coming in I'm tryna stack a M
Ain't no problems in my circle we all tryna win
I shoot at your brim
Problems in the wind
I got blood on the timbs
Way to much drip it swim
Bitches never swindle them
My shit hit like a peppermint
fuck her at the resident
She calling me the president
Blues on me
Jewels on me
Tools on me
I'm way to OD
If they do for me
They gone shoot for me
They gone root for me
Is it you or me
I hop in the whip and then I lean out
Niggas got the strap I brought the beams out
Yeah
You be with the gang
I'm with the team now
Uh pull up with them thangs
I'm on the scene now
Cartier my frames nigga talking to me gone get you cleaned out
Riding through the city I get to the bag then get them rings out
Yeah
Hit the rim bitch I'm in the gym
Yeah your money running thin
Tryna stack another M
Tint my ride
How many bitches can I fit inside
Which whip today I don't know how to decide
Only know how to provide for you
Hop in the whip and I slide to you
You love my hand on your thighs
You see the pain in my eyes
You know this ain't no disguise
Yeah
I'm making sure your alright
We never breaking those ties
I'm always setting the vibe with you
I love the shape of your hips
I love the taste of your lips
I'm only sitting this ride for 2
You can't always get all my time
But I'mma keep you in mind
The life I'm living ain't got no rules
I hop in the whip and then I lean out
Niggas got the strap I brought the beams out
Yeah
You be with the gang
I'm with the team now
Uh pull up with them thangs
I'm on the scene now
Cartier my frames nigga talking to me gone get you cleaned out
Riding through the city I get to the bag then get them rings out
Yeah
Hit the rim bitch I'm in the gym
Yeah your money running thin
Tryna stack another M

Written by:
Matthew Gibson

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