Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gun Lean, artist - Russ Millions. Date of issue: 20.12.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Gun Lean |
| Gun lean, man gun lean |
| Gun lean on the beat as well |
| For everyone, boys and girls |
| Flick your shoulder, use them well |
| Left, right, left, right |
| Left, right, left, right |
| Michael Jackson twist up your leg |
| Athlete, don’t run out of breath |
| Beef who? |
| Mate give it a rest |
| That’s your one? |
| I’m sucking her breast |
| Oh shit, Russ did it again |
| War is war, can’t reason with them |
| Still tryna smoke them fags like blem |
| I lost my sis', so I don’t need friends |
| 10/10, excellent tongue |
| Bro, please come, look at her bum |
| If you didn’t run, you would’ve been dead |
| Head and chest, ain’t aiming for legs |
| Test it, grab it, check it |
| Fill it, press it |
| Keep it, clean it |
| Park it, repeat it |
| Gun lean, man gun lean |
| Gun lean on the beat as well |
| For everyone, boys and girls |
| Flick your shoulder, use them well |
| Left, right, left, right |
| Left, right, left, right |
| King, I run this whole drill ting |
| Why? |
| 'Cause them man rap and sing |
| Everyone’s claiming they are the king |
| Shut down shows, don’t need a bring in |
| Different from your yé |
| Dick that quick, F the foreplay |
| Kwass man’s head, split your bored face |
| Step with .38 or a 12 gauge |
| They see Russ and everyone panic |
| Don’t want gyal that’s bait like Balplanet |
| On sight ting, I’m done with these faggots |
| Can’t shed light, the ending is tragic |
| Don’t act dumb, you know that Russ did it |
| Russ don’t whip, I purchased it solid |
| You make drill songs? |
| Your CV’s invalid |
| In public, affray, I move manic |
| Gun lean, man gun lean |
| Gun lean on the beat as well |
| For everyone, boys and girls |
| Flick your shoulder, use them well |
| Left, right, left, right |
| Left, right, left, right |
| Feds at my door like, «oh no» |
| I don’t know what to, to do |
| Straight through the window, man go |
| Active so they can’t, handle |
| Fuck that, man’s too smart for that |
| Ain’t on shit, just walk and chat |
| 16 inch, take all of that |
| Penetrate it through your marga back |
| Active, don’t mad me, get dip |
| Old school like Blue Borough and Crips |
| Gun leaning while I grab her hips |
| Come baby, come and take this dick |
| No babies cah my mumzy skets |
| Friends with ben’s, some casual shit |
| One quick-quick, now she’s moving whipped |
| Russ won’t stop still I’m stinking rich |
| Gun lean, man gun lean |
| Gun lean on the beat as well |
| For everyone, boys and girls |
| Flick your shoulder, use them well |
| Left, right, left, right |
| Left, right, left, right |
| Yo Poundz, collect this prick |
| 12 lean where? |
| Get off man’s dick |
| Slim fit jeans but the mash still fits |
| Big .44 with a fuck off clip |
| Start this beef man end it (dead it) |
| Homeless prick, man’s trending (khalas) |
| Love say man’s name for attention |
| I need a fuck off clip with extension (Bow-bow) |
| Patty, my mans way too chatty |
| Son, I love your mum’s big batty |
| Come, and take some tips from daddy |
| Punk, I bet you still bump cabby |
| Slip over there, make mess, and I come back fine |
| Run tru' cheques, got three on my neck |
| Drip-drip, can you see that shine? |
| Big handting, man split up the crowd |
| Gun lean, so you know that’s I (bow) |
| I’m lookin' some nookie (tonight) |
| Got corn for a pussy (tonight) |
| Gun lean, man gun lean |
| Gun lean on the beat as well |
| For everyone, boys and girls |
| Flick your shoulder, use them well |
| Left, right, left, right |
| Left, right, left, right |