Lookin For The Lean lyrics

[Verse 1: KTS CJ]
It's crackin', he lackin', we whack him
The Mac-10, man it spit, no rap sh*t
He mad, his paper small like rat sh*t
Man I shoot n*ggas like a basket (boom boom boom boom)
My life will be everlasting
Yeah his wife she wanna give me the panties, 'cause I stay in the kitchen
So I got bread like a pension (Yes sir)
Don't ever try and test it
You get a FN keep on failin'
I get knocked to keep on bailin'
I'm on the block, them drugs they be sellin'
Ride with the slammers and we be fеlons
In the streets n*ggas can't see me like a priеst confession (J.West beats)
Confession, I'm blessin'
Hit a lick for a brick, bought a whip, made it flip, that's a blessing
Gettin' head and I'm textin'
n*gga use your head, tryna run up on me, I'm shootin' like a Weston
n*gga learn yo lesson, f*ck what you stressin'
Yo homie got killed last night, n*gga don't be the next one
And I'm on my way to Texas, in a Lexus
With a bad b*tch named Lexi
Finna go flip this white like Jessie
I would let you live; if you n*ggas just let me
Feelin' big when I'm notorious with this Smith & Wesson
So before you boys think I'm sweet, go get you some candy
Got it all in hand reach
n*gga shoot yo ass just like a movie
Oowee!
[Chorus: KTS CJ]
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and (J.West beats)
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and
I'm ookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and (J.West beats)
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)

[Verse 2: KTS Von]
Kutthroat pull up, [hop/pop?] out (What?), and blast some sh*t
Plottin' with them street guys and my Kutthroats they be fackin' sh*t (Fack)
Posted up on Moe Block with my thirty, on my Kobe sh*t (f*ck Roc)
No, we ain't no shooters, we them smokas and them killas b*tch
Kutthroats up still-a whack yo ass over 50 cent
Turn that Porsche truck to swiss cheese when I see that b*tch
Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, 5 mops, 5 killas b*tch (Offback)
Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, that's a 150 in yo sh*t
Slide through the lamb and catch a lim, I remix the hit
Ooh damn, ooh damn, kill him, I'ma hit some sh*t (Kill him, kill him, kill him)
Reachin' out that, blew it, like a drive-thru, tryna serve the reaper
Been a f*ckin' Kutthroat since a youngin, they say I need a preacher
Huh
[Chorus: KTS CJ]
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and (J.West beats)
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and (J.West beats)
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)

[Verse 3: KTS Rio G]
Aye, Moe Block sh*t
Pull up with two Glocks quick
Kutthroat up in the cut, if he see a opp it's “kill them all” sh*t
Don't give no f*ck about no opp b*tch
Thirty shots, let the Glock spit
Corey Town straight get down, no f*ck boys, don't want it
Early lurking all morning
Let him out if he want it
It's "catch a n*gga; straight stretch a n*gga, leave that dead boy" on Stoney (Offback)
And pull off in that new car, on Jeffrey he ain't gettin' far
Waiting in the alley gettin' to shootin' star, folks got the pump make him a shootin' star (Go in)
n*ggas talkin' 'bout No Limit (Offback), tell them boys come get it
All these boys got big toys, on Moe Block they hittin' (Offback)
All my lil n*ggas hit big n*ggas, don't give no f*ck, get rich n*gga
We don't give no f*ck about no b*tch n*ggas
All my lil n*ggas do hits n*gga (Offback)
[Chorus: KTS CJ]
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and (J.West beats)
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)