"Lean On" lyrics

Yea, stars up in dis roof I fell in love with spatial coups
My little bro like wooden sticks hit everything like baby Ruth
I stay down when she get hot but I don't give a fuck I play it cool
Killed the ref we don't like rules
Don't test me nigga I don't like school

All my potnas gettin k's feel like the clan getting different members
Riding low all in dis whip stick by my side like a fender
Put up sun bucks bet mil go walk and get em he a punching bag he a walking hitter
Dead presidents in my pocket swipe for bodies dug more coffins denim'

My young nigga Chris these little bitches love him
Heen like the other niggas dis stick fully auto it's talk proper yo shit stutter nigga
These bullets sizzle on his face then milk just like some butter
Nigga fruit ninja took that cutter nigga
Say she love me she fucking my brother nigga

When them times get hard
I'm the one you lean on
When them times get hard
I'm the one you lean on
I'm the one you lean on

I need somebody to lean on nigga put the arms behind they back
Ain't fucking with nigga they act like some bitches you speak up and they feel attacked
I found out my buddy had turned to a mole think I'm playing games his ass got whacked
Nigga know you're scheming you can't get no dap
Nigga do a show his ass got whacked
Combo pieces rose gold VVS ain talking about no boxing
Mop got dirty I was cleaning now it's time to fucking mop it
Step in blessing talking my shit like a reverend nigga play get sent to heaven
Like yoga and stretching nigga play then we gon stretch him
Hit his ass with a strap like a stretcher

At the top of the world just like Tekon feel like Rambo with these weapons
Put his on my back now he a box Fortnite Kevin the stick got attachments ain talking no message
We can get up in real life I like violence whipping this coup like I ain't got no license
VVS change in the weather told my potna stop striking out here moving these keys told the nigga stop typing

I'm the one you lean on...