Gun Lean lyrics

[Chorus]

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

[Verse 1]

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

[Chorus]

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

[Verse 2]

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

[Chorus]

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

[Verse 3]

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

[Chorus]

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

[Verse 4]

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)

[Chorus]

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

• Artist:Russ