Lean Wit It

Written by：Meek Mill

Uh In the kitchen goin' ham again

F**kin' with dem birds like Cam and dem

I'll tell you what's the word when the tan is in

We dem niggas on the curb with dem hammers and

Whole brick throw it on a triple beam

It get hectic we gon' stretch it like a limousine

Ain't no question if I touch it then it's MrClean

I be reppin' in yo' section me my ni**a Keem

Ghost boys in a ghost ni**a

I burn bread I ain't talkin' toast ni**a

Whole team of killers I'm the coach ni**a

Presidential on my wrist now take ya votes ni**a

Rookie of the year cookies in the rear

I got some bad b**ches that'll get it there

If you don't wanna get it we gon send 'em there

If it's heavy then Omelly comin' in a Lear

Bricksquad like Waka and dem

If its gucci like DHoward get a block for dem

I don't touch I just leave it up to Tock and dem

Meek Mill started wasn't chopper we was poppin' den

Lean wit it rock wit it

Throw some bake up in the pot wit it

Microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it

When it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it

I tell 'em lean wit it rock wit it

Throw some bake up in the pot wit it

Microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it

When it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it Ughh

I made a million off a mixtape

Ni**a get ya sh*t straight

I'm sellin' that raw sh*t you sellin' that whip weight

Cookin' up a whole bird until I make my wrist ache

When I pulled up to the club you should've seen ya b**ch face Ughh

Fitfy cash in my pocket

Ni**a I got the stash in my pocket

I'm blowin' money fast in my pocket

Said its lookin' like I got Nicki a** in my pocket

Talkin' A** A** A** A** all I get is cash cash

Club lit my last tag could've bought a fast Jag

The way these b**ches wavin' at me you would think a cab passed

Wondered why u hatin' on me ni**a wit 'cho mad a**

Rollie on me cost a whole brick

Killers with me ain't go no pics

These groupie b**ches ain't got no sense

So we make a movie on dem b**ches no script

Lean wit it rock wit it

Throw some bake up in the pot wit it

Microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it

When it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it

I tell em lean wit it rock wit it

Throw some bake up in the pot wit it

Microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it

When it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it Ughh

Thirty-six treat it like a dirty b**ch

Cuz I hit it and then send it to the other strip

Call me anything don't call me by my government

Cuz when I'm out 'chea in the jungle we be sellin' bricks

Half these niggas in my hood be on some tellin' sh*t

We be on some if you snitchin' crack ya melon sh*t

If I ain't rockin' with the Smith its Parabellum sh*t

Papi bring 'em on the boat they know we sellin' sh*t

Lean wit it rock wit it

Posted Mac 11 in the lot wit it

Seven fifty gettin' busy wit a box in it

So when they pull us over they don't find dem Glocks in it

Lean wit it rock wit it

Throw some bake up in the pot wit it

Microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it

When it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it

I tell 'em lean wit it rock wit it

Throw some bake up in the pot wit it

Microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it

When it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it Ughh