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yell ell - no lean lyrics

yup, yup, ell

roll it now, smoke it later, roll it now get faded later

[hook]
i just got home!
so call all my homies cause i’m getting on
my tv i just turned it on, this weed i’m smoking is strong
i don’t do lean no no promethezine no
it’s best to be sober, so say, i just got home!

call all my homies cause i’m getting on
my tv i just turned it on, this weed i’m smoking is strong
i don’t do lean no no promethezine no
it’s best to be sober, so it seems

[verse]

they say it’s hard for us to stay alive so what a time to be a young nigga
chasing money women foreigns so appealing i can’t make them come quicker
i just hit a grand slam the bases loaded so we all scoring
when basic niggas speaking we be steady sleepy cause it’s all boring
talking bout your old girl i don’t want to know, another bad b-tch
chronicle, i’m in the lab that’s logical, working back to back
like drizzy here they know gizzy here drinks in the loop like trolley square
got some designer ain’t talking bout pandas, if i had diamonds i’m sure they’d be dancing
she said she love rap, wade in the waves compare to muskrats
she want bread the head i must have, they won’t take shots know i bust back
heavy metal code for loud pack, look like the morgue i rock in all black
they said a dread head is truly incompetent funny i overlook all my accomplishments
dam, i let it ride skaters, i’m helen keller to haters
i’m the prodigy no mindless behavior, bars come straight ion use chasers
no competition to my throne (no it ain’t) plotting on different time zones
(relocate) we don’t have no time to roll my shawty keep calling my phone and i just got home

[hook]

[ell]

three be a problem, we be the mob some niggas ain’t fit for the job i
been the resolver, so make me an offer don’t play roulette with revolvers
you niggas stalling, they don’t know spaulding but they be claiming they balling
my county awful, remember those days we was rocking polo no marco
popping the barcodes lifting the shelves, parents ain’t buy it i got it myself
man what the f-ck can they say to me, we bout the bread like a bakery
running through whips ain’t no slavery, cause she know a nigga be on one
i roll the chow till it’s all gone, don’t pick a fight with the wrong one
see we don’t do lean in my section, keep it a bean in my section
bro came through with the ooo wop money in the tube sock i buy the
gas at exxon when i’m runnin late, put the pedal to the metal like ándale, if she
gotta fat -ss imma beat the cake and roll bounce like i need to skate no weezy baby
i’m young money, what the f-ck do yall want from me, i got a
big dream for the big screen and that pussy costs money, she like
yonce with the diva status, on the road she want ez p-sses my
mamacita be speaking spanish when we hit the town i need cash advances god dam

[hook]

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