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camoflaw - lean lyrics

camoflaw – lean (feat. demari)

official lyrics

woaaah woah, yuh
woaaah woah, yuh

(verse 1: camoflaw)
went to h-ll and i came back, uh
imma wait for the paycheck, uh
doing my thing its asap, uh
oh my god don’t say that, uh
you kinda short, look like a tic tac
you know i ain’t f-cking with that
my first song was a diss track
asking where he was at
get some more
on the floor, close the door
imma f-cking soar
in the sky, like a light
like i’m f-cking thor
all the camo and its fresh
that’s the sh-t i wore
made a song and you asking me for more
… (woah)
asking for (more, more)
starting a (war, war)
i’m gonna (roar, roar)
cause i want (more, more)
put on the chain like the one on my wallet
and it drip, drip like a water faucet
shooting my shot cause they know that i’m balling
i don’t even know if i wanna go to college
these people fake but i keep it one hundred
yeah i go hard cause i am a solid

(hook: camoflaw)
i don’t do lean (lean)
i don’t do lean (lean)
never keep it clean (clean)
i’m just doing me (me)
i don’t fake love (love)
i don’t do drugs (drugs)
it’s a lot of us (us)
i’m just giving hugs (hugs)
i don’t do lean (lean)
i don’t do lean, uh
never keep it clean, uh
i’m just doing me, uh
i don’t fake love (love)
i don’t do drugs (drugs)
it’s a lot of us (us)
i’m just giving hugs (hugs)

(verse 2: demari)
we get the guap and we split it
when you hear that gra-ta-ta, you know the block is hot, might shoot some shots at your fitted
you might get your snapback sn-tched back
she gon’ let me clap that -ss fat
we countin’ the fat stacks, big racks
you n-gg-s cannot rap back-back
back up, back up
i’m just trynna get my racks up
this ar-15, blow yo’ back up
ain’t talking jenga we stacked up
we don’t even aim and we blast them
we don’t want the fame, we get cash bruh
she get the act right, when she act up
when we see your main, she gets sn-tched up
young boy turned 16
with a big dream for the big rings
and my whole team doing big things
know, the fit clean, watch my wrist gleam
hoes lame, f-ck the whole gang
sh-t ain’t gon’ change, stay in your lane
setting this sh-t on fire like its propane
n-gg-s is old news need some rogaine
gold chains
all these n-gg-s want mane, me?
i’m trynna come up for the whole gang
trynna become a household name
that’s a new boo, well she my old thang
i don’t want my family to feel no pain
and imma strive for what the f-ck that i want mane
and if you got a problem with it, do your own thang
instead of hating you could come up with your own change
your b-tch want my meat, she eatin’ deli
i don’t do the beef, i’m eating veggies
and a n-gg- spitting at my age, kinda scary
told him name a better rapper, he couldn’t tell me
money only thing that’s on my schedule
moving packs the plug name is pedro
when you see us n-gg- keep yo’ head low
never telling which way to led blow
big guns we carry rockets
my trigger kinda tempting might pop it
you ain’t really ’bout it, n-gg- stop it
capping just to be the trending topic
capital one, n-gg- what’s in yo’ wallet
g-ssin’ my lungs, sober is not an option
try to name another who can stop them
never seen a rapper try to top them

(hook: camoflaw)
i don’t do lean, uh
i don’t do lean, uh
never keep it clean, uh
i’m just doing me, uh
i don’t fake love, uh
i don’t do drugs, yah
it’s a lot of us
i’m just giving hugs
i don’t do lean, uh
i don’t do lean, uh
never keep it clean
i’m just doing me
i don’t fake love
i don’t do drugs
it’s a lot of us
i’m just giving hugs

written by camoflaw & demari
produced by torgot a & shane basye

- camoflaw lyrics

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