Lookin For The Lean by KTS Von Lyrics
[Verse 1: KTS CJ]
It's crackin', he lackin', we whack him
The Mac-10, man it spit, no rap shit
He mad, his paper small like rat shit
Man I shoot niggas like a basket (boom boom boom boom)
My life will be everlasting
Yeah his wife she wanna give me the panties, 'cause I stay in the kitchen
So I got bread like a pension (Yes sir)
Don't ever try and test it
You get a FN keep on failin'
I get knocked to keep on bailin'
I'm on the block, them drugs they be sellin'
Ride with the slammers and we be fеlons
In the streets niggas can't see me like a priеst confession (J.West beats)
Confession, I'm blessin'
Hit a lick for a brick, bought a whip, made it flip, that's a blessing
Gettin' head and I'm textin'
Nigga use your head, tryna run up on me, I'm shootin' like a Weston
Nigga learn yo lesson, fuck what you stressin'
Yo homie got killed last night, nigga don't be the next one
And I'm on my way to Texas, in a Lexus
With a bad bitch named Lexi
Finna go flip this white like Jessie
I would let you live; if you niggas just let me
Feelin' big when I'm notorious with this Smith & Wesson
So before you boys think I'm sweet, go get you some candy
Got it all in hand reach
Nigga shoot yo ass just like a movie
Oowee!
[Chorus: KTS CJ]
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and (J.West beats)
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and
I'm ookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and (J.West beats)
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
[Verse 2: KTS Von]
Kutthroat pull up, [hop/pop?] out (What?), and blast some shit
Plottin' with them street guys and my Kutthroats they be fackin' shit (Fack)
Posted up on Moe Block with my thirty, on my Kobe shit (Fuck Roc)
No, we ain't no shooters, we them smokas and them killas bitch
Kutthroats up still-a whack yo ass over 50 cent
Turn that Porsche truck to swiss cheese when I see that bitch
Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, 5 mops, 5 killas bitch (Offback)
Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, that's a 150 in yo shit
Slide through the lamb and catch a lim, I remix the hit
Ooh damn, ooh damn, kill him, I'ma hit some shit (Kill him, kill him, kill him)
Reachin' out that, blew it, like a drive-thru, tryna serve the reaper
Been a fuckin' Kutthroat since a youngin, they say I need a preacher
Huh
[Chorus: KTS CJ]
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and (J.West beats)
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and (J.West beats)
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
[Verse 3: KTS Rio G]
Aye, Moe Block shit
Pull up with two Glocks quick
Kutthroat up in the cut, if he see a opp it's “kill them all” shit
Don't give no fuck about no opp bitch
Thirty shots, let the Glock spit
Corey Town straight get down, no fuck boys, don't want it
Early lurking all morning
Let him out if he want it
It's "catch a nigga; straight stretch a nigga, leave that dead boy" on Stoney (Offback)
And pull off in that new car, on Jeffrey he ain't gettin' far
Waiting in the alley gettin' to shootin' star, folks got the pump make him a shootin' star (Go in)
Niggas talkin' 'bout No Limit (Offback), tell them boys come get it
All these boys got big toys, on Moe Block they hittin' (Offback)
All my lil niggas hit big niggas, don't give no fuck, get rich nigga
We don't give no fuck about no bitch niggas
All my lil niggas do hits nigga (Offback)
[Chorus: KTS CJ]
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and (J.West beats)
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
It's crackin', he lackin', we whack him
The Mac-10, man it spit, no rap shit
He mad, his paper small like rat shit
Man I shoot niggas like a basket (boom boom boom boom)
My life will be everlasting
Yeah his wife she wanna give me the panties, 'cause I stay in the kitchen
So I got bread like a pension (Yes sir)
Don't ever try and test it
You get a FN keep on failin'
I get knocked to keep on bailin'
I'm on the block, them drugs they be sellin'
Ride with the slammers and we be fеlons
In the streets niggas can't see me like a priеst confession (J.West beats)
Confession, I'm blessin'
Hit a lick for a brick, bought a whip, made it flip, that's a blessing
Gettin' head and I'm textin'
Nigga use your head, tryna run up on me, I'm shootin' like a Weston
Nigga learn yo lesson, fuck what you stressin'
Yo homie got killed last night, nigga don't be the next one
And I'm on my way to Texas, in a Lexus
With a bad bitch named Lexi
Finna go flip this white like Jessie
I would let you live; if you niggas just let me
Feelin' big when I'm notorious with this Smith & Wesson
So before you boys think I'm sweet, go get you some candy
Got it all in hand reach
Nigga shoot yo ass just like a movie
Oowee!
[Chorus: KTS CJ]
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and (J.West beats)
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and
I'm ookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and (J.West beats)
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
[Verse 2: KTS Von]
Kutthroat pull up, [hop/pop?] out (What?), and blast some shit
Plottin' with them street guys and my Kutthroats they be fackin' shit (Fack)
Posted up on Moe Block with my thirty, on my Kobe shit (Fuck Roc)
No, we ain't no shooters, we them smokas and them killas bitch
Kutthroats up still-a whack yo ass over 50 cent
Turn that Porsche truck to swiss cheese when I see that bitch
Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, 5 mops, 5 killas bitch (Offback)
Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, that's a 150 in yo shit
Slide through the lamb and catch a lim, I remix the hit
Ooh damn, ooh damn, kill him, I'ma hit some shit (Kill him, kill him, kill him)
Reachin' out that, blew it, like a drive-thru, tryna serve the reaper
Been a fuckin' Kutthroat since a youngin, they say I need a preacher
Huh
[Chorus: KTS CJ]
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and (J.West beats)
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and (J.West beats)
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
[Verse 3: KTS Rio G]
Aye, Moe Block shit
Pull up with two Glocks quick
Kutthroat up in the cut, if he see a opp it's “kill them all” shit
Don't give no fuck about no opp bitch
Thirty shots, let the Glock spit
Corey Town straight get down, no fuck boys, don't want it
Early lurking all morning
Let him out if he want it
It's "catch a nigga; straight stretch a nigga, leave that dead boy" on Stoney (Offback)
And pull off in that new car, on Jeffrey he ain't gettin' far
Waiting in the alley gettin' to shootin' star, folks got the pump make him a shootin' star (Go in)
Niggas talkin' 'bout No Limit (Offback), tell them boys come get it
All these boys got big toys, on Moe Block they hittin' (Offback)
All my lil niggas hit big niggas, don't give no fuck, get rich nigga
We don't give no fuck about no bitch niggas
All my lil niggas do hits nigga (Offback)
[Chorus: KTS CJ]
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)
Do you, 'cause I'ma do me
Don’t try and do me, I got that Uzi, and I'm shootin'
Ay foolie, can't fool me, I'm a true G
In some True jeans off two beans and (J.West beats)
I'm lookin' for the lean (Where it's at)