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Russ Millions

Gun Lean (Remix)

 

Gun Lean (Remix)


[Mr Wot:]
Gxtcha

[Russ:]
Gun lean, man gun lean
Gun lean on the beat as well
For everyone, boys and girls
Flick your shoulder, use them well
Left, right, left, right
Left, right, left, right

Gun Lean remix (Remix)
Tek your time, don't cat Felix (Tek time)
Squeeze the mash like I squeeze tits (Bow)
Digga D, bro Pyrex whip (Whip)
Not your average rental links (Nah)
Lamborghini's, golden whips
Russ with the russ, gun lean with Chip (Gun lean)
Left, right, near your girlfriend's whip
Like, haffi mek Lady Gaga
Likkle man I'm your father
In the flesh, ain't on nada
Free my bro, please get smarter
Badman, don't mad man, it's long
Jet Li ting, man ching then chong (Ching, ching)
Who's that peng browning? She's tun
Come baby, come and ride this chung

[Taze:]
Jump out, grab him, Sav too mad, don't mad him
He buss a left, then a right, then a right and the feds on the left, man I thought I just had him
Active, don't mad me, get tanning
Active, don't mad me, get shot
Live O like Magnum's and Glocks
Still do it like Whoosh did, ride for your homies in the box
Bishead lay off that chalice, run down, then baked in Palace
And, I don't care what anyone says, babes, if you hold this stick, you're the baddest
How many times have I done it on my ones? Two or three man see me step with guns
4-doors proper, see legs and bums, spin holds 5 so you seen man done

[Russ:]
Gun lean, man gun lean
Gun lean on the beat as well
For everyone, boys and girls
Flick your shoulder, use them well
Left, right, left, right
Left, right, left, right

[LD:]
Call me godfather or dad
Gun Lean on every opp block, that's facts
Still pull with K or K, Mental or Trap, that's cash or waps
It's far from a joke when you see me in a big jacket, I'm nutting like Shaq
Black on black, me plus bro, that's wass on wass, hit chest then back
Man lean with it, .44 hit his chest clean with it
I was in the trap not carni, just like Taze, no deals, straight creaming it
Spot that, grab that, take that what? How you stunt on gang with a brand new watch? (Man tek that)
When it comes to south London, LD's got the top three spots

[Digga D:]
Digga D, I'm a well-known bandit, bandit, heard a new mash, just landed
Jheez, cop it, chop it, sand it, hand it, the verbal ting I can't stand it
Why you think two got tanned when I banged it? Mad ting
Got a conspiracy case in the silliest place, they're saying that I planned it, damn it, back on the Feltham landing
You ain't been in the hood like Robin, I ride in hoods tryna leave man red (Crud)
The sweets are goldie, yola drops and locks, no dread (Maud)
No porkies, pepper them pigs if they chase this ped
Gyal tryna give man noddy, she ain't got balls on her tongue, that's dead

[Russ:]
Gun lean, man gun lean
Gun lean on the beat as well
For everyone, boys and girls
Flick your shoulder, use them well
Left, right, left, right
Left, right, left, right

[Ms Banks:]
Talking loads, they ain't badder than me
They can never be Ms B
I stamp chick in a Addison Lee
Your salary couldn't cover my feet
From 09, man I've been on my grind
Now all my young G's gotta shine
Gotta see dad when I'm checking my time
That's how you get a gun lean like mine
Lucy-Lucy, I sweeter than juicy-juicy
All the boys wan' do me, do me
All my girls unruley, ruley
How you talking all that crap and ain't getting no pay?
Run a girl down like my name was Reneé
You don't want it with I, I'm bad on my J's
Say my name, I'm on my way

[Lethal Bizzle:]
Gun lean in a Rolls Royce, yeah manna driver
Passenger seat yeah, that's my number one striker
You could be 18 yards, two-two guards, pap-pow, there'll be no survivor
Straight to the clearport, hop on the jet, go link 50, hop on the set
I keep it humble in these streets, take kindness for weakness, you will regret
New year, new you, that's just wass, hype off views, that's just gas
How you got less numbers in your bank than your social media? That's just brass
Every time I talk my g, that's cash, plain Jane AP's, yeah that's flash
Not tryna flex 18 years when you first started, that's just trash

[Russ:]
Gun lean, man gun lean
Gun lean on the beat as well
For everyone, boys and girls
Flick your shoulder, use them well
Left, right, left, right
Left, right, left, right

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?