Lyrics Lean Back Shoot - Slimesito

Lean Back Shoot

Yeah, aye
Fully automatic on me right now nigga
Fifty
Yeah, I ain’t going for shit nigga
Finna' up it
(Aye we live in this motherfucker turnt?)
Sito, Sito, Sito
Lean back, shoot nigga
I got a hundred shooters, I don’t gotta' recruit them
We strapped up, man we move like the troops
I stay military I ain’t rocking no suit
Pressure on you, what the fuck you gon' do?
I don’t know about you, yall niggas some new niggas
Got tat’s on your face but you ain’t gon' shoot nigga
I’m fucking on your bitch, that hoe she the swoop nigga
I’m riding in a foreign, it don’t got no roof nigga
Fuck that rap shit, nigga I’m really a drug dealer
Was popping niggas just for fun nigga
You got some tattoos on your face but you ain’t no real killer
Red, white, and blue just like Hilfiger
I’m on th block with the plug, he really got six figurs
I’m at the roundtable but this shit ain’t no Thanksgiving
I’m wrapping bricks up but this shit ain’t no crystals
And my shoes red bottoms but this ain’t no new Christians
I’m in L.A. and you know I’m fucking with two bitches
Got some young niggas on the block, them niggas just
I got some young niggas on the game, they really some young niggas
I ain’t no rap nigga, man I really be
I talk to god everyday but a nigga just still sinning
I’m talking about life, I’m really too deep in it
In the projects and I got your freak in it
Off them drugs now she sneaking and geek with it
On the scene I be shooting like Cole Bennett
You better ask around, know my whole team winning
I caught a nigga lacking, gave him that cold feeling
Shot a nigga partner but we gon' keep spinning
I was locked up in that cell, I was still tripping
I hit that nigga with the Glock now he still trending
I lost my mother in the game and I’m still tripping
Lean back, shoot nigga
I got a hundred shooters, I don’t gotta' recruit them
We strapped up, man we move like the troops
I stay military I ain’t rocking no suit
Pressure on you, what the fuck you gon' do?
I don’t know about you, yall niggas some new niggas
Got tat’s on your face but you ain’t gon' shoot nigga
Fucking on your bitch, that hoe she the swoop nigga
Lean back, shoot nigga
I got a hundred shooters, I don’t gotta' recruit them
We strapped up, man we move like the troops
I stay military I ain’t rocking no suit
Pressure on you, what the fuck you gon' do?
I don’t know about you, yall niggas some new niggas
Got tat’s on your face but you ain’t gon' shoot nigga
Fucking on your bitch, that hoe she the swoop nigga
Aye
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