WN Yenny - Lean On It

Ooh, yeah, gave you my shoulder so you could just lean on it
I ain't poppin no perk , would you just be honest
You know what the mission is Your body drippin' wet like you went fishin, damn
From what I heard it seem your ex went missin' , yeah

That's why your crazy ass say you don't miss him, yeah
Playin' the victim, you should be a actress
But either way I couldn't tolerate your actions
You bestie tryna get a taste, she movin' backwards

For you I would've smoked a nigga like em backwoods
She look magnificent, she got a brand new tattoo
Will cross this fuckin' river if I really have to
Even though they tellin' me ain't no way I can save you

The shit you do not addin' up, I did the math too
But you wouldn't switch up on me if they paid you
It ain't your body, baby, that ain't why I chose you
I treat you good 24-7 cause I'm posed to

I'm from the suburbs of Potomac, I got racks, boo
Broken home, don't got nobody else but you
Gave you my shoulder so you could just lean on it
I ain't ask for too much, would you just be honest

I ain't poppin' no perc, you know I tweak on it
Lickin' on her body like it got seasonin
Gave you my shoulder so you could just lean on it
I ain't ask for too much, would you just be honest

I ain't poppin' no perc, you know I tweak on it
Lickin' on her body like it got seasonin
She no longer talk to me how we used to
But I done played my part while you makin' excuses

I guess I beg your pardon, I'm soundin' confusing
My homie on narcotics, never stay lucid
We still got plenty of things to achieve
I'm in the studio, forgive me if I'm out of reach

Sippin' on Don Julio , I stutter a lot in my speech
I call a Old Yeller, I got this bitch on a leash
Somebody go tell her I knock it down like I'm Creed
Heard you a whole sellout , switchin' on bros for some P's

She got a new fella, he don't get money like me
She got a new fella, he don't get money like me
Gave you my shoulder so you could just lean on it
I ain't ask for too much, would you just be honest

I ain't poppin' no perc, you know I tweak on it
Lickin' on her body like it got seasonin

Written by:
Yves Ebongue

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