Lean

Said I make it pour
Hunnid or more
All in the store
Money galore

She all in my draws
She sucking me off

Holon lean lean lean lean
Holon lean lean lean lean
Holon pour up a fourth
Switch up the sauce
Shit getting wild for me
Pole got a scope
Dot on ya throat

Know that I'm really wit it, body really different
It's a couple niggas better pray that we don't ever cross
Brodie in position, and he never missing, he that young nigga on the Hawks
Pour out some more
Leave it out on the floor for the niggas I lost
They want the riches don't know what it cost
Switch the position we up in the loft
How he a menace we seen him he soft
Took her to Venice to swim with the sharks
Foreign the body, french with the sauce
Vacay the hobby we need to get lost
Glock got a beam, hop out the V
Bullets gone fly through his jaw
Movie the scene, money is cream never could care what it cost

Holon lean lean lean lean
Holon lean lean lean lean
Holon pour up a fourth
Switch up the sauce
Shit getting wild for me
Pole got a scope
Dot on ya throat
Don't wanna run into me

Holon lean lean lean lean
Holon lean lean lean lean
Holon pour up a fourth
Switch up the sauce
Shit getting wild for me
Pole got a scope
Dot on ya throat
Don't wanna run into me

Ima pour me up a fourth after I fuck get the fuck out the door
I love my bitches in 2s
Black and white fuck it I'm making a s'more
Fendi my body of course
Came with a pack just to clean out the store
I'm so ahead of the class I could fuck around and teach em the course
Lean lean, green, bean
I heard that bitch is a leg I pass her to Marcus to get in between
Really not with all the shits if you know then you know why he walk with a lean
Casamigos in my chest like I play for the packers I padded my jeans

Ahhhh, ouuuuu
Ahhhh, ouuuuu
Ahhhh, ouuuuu
Mhmmm ouuuu

Holon Lean
Lean
Lean
Lean



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Writer(s): Marcus Smith
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