Bambu - Lean lyrics
rate me(I like you, but you're crazy!)
A murderer fighting the urge
Serve the people I prefer
But cross that line and a mac ten nine I ..
Especially if it's a pig
out there bullying kids
Heisenberg when I write these words
In the lab, we're cooking that shit.
Hollow-tips will leave 'em spinkin
These phonies out here on a mission,
Close I'm living dependent on somebody else like Jessy Pinkman
Philippines all in my blood line,
A Southeast Asian, who can run rhyme
club light up like it sunshine,
when I run inside the venue and I don't mind
Pop a DJ through his laptop prop
fire on beats so the mix don't stop,
Carmen hop on the turntable and let that 808 kick (d-d-drop)
Native Gun 'till I'm deceased,
black chuck tease on my feet,
sound killer, pour out a little liquor,
Diamond supply -
Holding up beef with crooked police,
All in they face, don't ever retreat
Southern Khalifa whenever I speak,
Might call you homes, as part of my speech
Money ain't never that far out of reach,
Found me a stage and give me a beat,
tell that promoter see knowledge is holding up peace,
Make sure my money complete and I...
I walk around the street with a black tech 9
on the waste line, kicking that hipe shit.
I walk around the street with a black tech 9
on the waste lean, kicking that hipe shit.
Bout a hundred push ups in a day
Or one hundred for every day
Palms out, pull-up bars, dead hang, pull up again
Healthy food all in my body,
Men are all over my shawty,
"OOh there go them flips again",
whenever I'm up in the party,
Probably a gang of them soul assassins up in here,
Girl scout cookies smoke all in the air
cross ..smoke in that air, the next of myself
and it's not there, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Los Angeles that's where I'm from,
I'm used to that smog in my lungs and scream the thrills
watch me go punch, mack tears
of the thirty I six,
now buggie..run that shit,
bust that shit, rough from parapapap
I love that shit, family man what a defense mine
take the ice pick up my defend mine
offer the ..so when I kick them rhymes,
well I sign, salute with a visit in the sky and a grip in your back,
kids in the back, make the phones up for splitting the flag,
Propoganda shit to the max
lean in we go deeming is now with the beeming
when I'm leaning
the balance of power is not balanced is tilt it, lean in
calm in, yeah!
Bambu
Thanks to carlos for correcting these lyrics
