Leanin

[Intro]

Yeah

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Yeah

[Verse 1]

I know dealers, killers, hustlers, suckers

Real ones, busters, they amongst us

Children suffer, women touchin' 'em

Foes buckin' them weapons, bustin' 'em

Stomach rumblin', buildin' crumblin'

Kids tumblin', me, I was younger then

Now I'm more hungry, feelin' like Bunchy

Girls more stunnin', way more money

I don't see what's funny

They keep waitin' on niggas to miss (Uh-huh)

I'm finna go light up my wrist

She see me and ask for a kiss

I pay for the food and we dip (We dip)

I tell her, "Stop talkin' and strip" (And strip)

I roll up and take me a hit (Uh-huh)

These niggas, they ain't got a hit (Ha)

When it come to my city, I'm him (I'm him)

Thеy ain't goin' hard in the gym (Uh-uh)

I'm only gon' play for the win (The win)

I don't need many attеmpts (Yeah)

Shoot my shot, it's goin' in (In)

New weave, new Skims (Uh-huh)

Barry Sanders with the pen (Yeah)

Give it to me, I can swim

Give it to me, I can hit it for you

I'm real loyal, I'm from the soil

I'm feelin' royal, I'm burnin' oils

People hopin' I restore order

Fourth quarter, your money shorter

I'm Rich Porter still bendin' corners

In the Chevy, it's a cold fact

You can never get your ho back

It's too good for me to hold back

And I just got the paint waxed

Girl might need a straitjacket

She suck it good, she fuck it good

Make a nigga have a heart attack

Make a nigga get his job back

One coupe and three racks

I got rocks in my dog tags

[Chorus]

Leanin' to the back

Leanin' to the back

Leanin' to the back

Leanin' to the back

[Verse 2]

Drivin' through the city crazy, one hand on the wheel

Six figures for the wheels, can't rely on record deal (Nah)

Be careful in my city, on my granny, it get real

Get you for your Richard Mille (Woo), hit you with a laced pill (Uh-huh)

I'm from OPM still, shoppin' Beverly Hills

With a brown-skin queen, she like, "Can we go in here?"

I'm like, "Baby, go in there," niggas talkin' hella weird

I be gettin' to the chicken, gettin' paid then disappear

This don't drop 'til next year, they thought we was drinkin' beer

Turns out it was–, pay me if you wanna hear it

Ten million, I'ma clear it, and I know them people fear us (Uh-huh)

Wifey need a Urus, yeah, you laughin', but I'm serious

I'm that nigga, ho, really, in a different league, clearly

All that talkin' don't offend me, I'm not tryna win no Emmy

I ain't goin' back and forth, I ain't showin' up to court

I'm a Westsider, bitch, I don't know what niggas thought

You went broke, it ain't my fault, I got diamonds in the vault (Uh)

She gon' suck it 'til it's soft (Uh), when I rap, it get her off

All this money get her off, when I'm done, cut her off

Niggas tryna steal the sauce, I ain't even gotta floss

[Chorus]

Leanin' to the back (Yeah)

Leanin' to the back (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

Leanin' to the back (Uh)

Leanin' to the back

[Outro]

Leimert Park, you know where we at

Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah