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lean & press - stickup (bwc) lyrics

[intro]
it’s [?]

[hook]
jakes in the rear again
bleach my license countless times (how many times?)
there’s no way, is it bail again?
and i’ve been dishing corn at the paigons them
no way can we make amends (no way)
you don’t*you don’t wanna see my arm extend
bare man running and leave their friends (bow, bow)
(lean and press, lean and press)
got this rusty, only wants [?]
so we add two more, just to start off fresh
shh got chinged in the barber shop (ching)
no way did he walk out fresh
riskin’ your life at your own expense
it don’t make sense
i was there when shh got bun
f*ck it, i was the one that gave him lead (bow)
[verse 1]
we ride with purpose, turn a boy pack
try know we meanin’ it
this rusty [?] my arm
it’s [?] with style, suttin’ like seasoning
buck into us, you’re f*cked
out a lot, there ain’t no reasoning
get chinged
jailhouse livin’, that’s [?] razors
how many times with waps on pave?
no way can i write a statement
[?] locked ’til way
rules are, “she said we must obey”
and your boy over there wanna talk to the rallies
they can’t be my mate
bwc, abandon without caution
that’s a dangerous a
(young days, we used to move toys in parks
so we had to grease it
i got intention to do a n*gga wrong
guaranteed [?])
sleepless nights in the trap
the light stays on, so i ain’t sleepin’
bag it up, then repeat it
send a text, then delete it
countless times on their block
patrolled like pop, arms are sweeping
bro said, “you’ve been there for hours”
i couldn’t care less, ‘cah i ain’t leaving
what’s that there? pop them doors and free [?]*
(what’s that there? pop them doors and free [?])
[hook]
jakes in the rear again
bleach my license countless times (how many times?)
there’s no way, is it bail again?
and i’ve been dishing corn at the paigons them
no way can we make amends (no way)
you don’t*you don’t wanna see my arm extend
bare man running and leave their friends (bow, bow)
(lean and press, lean and press)
got this rusty, only wants [?]
so we add two more, just to start off fresh
shh got chinged in the barber shop (ching)
no way did he walk out fresh
riskin’ your life at your own expense
it don’t make sense
i was there when shh got bun
f*ck it, i was the one that gave him lead (bow)

[verse 2]
f*ck all the talker’s talk, it’s long
if i hop out the ride, of course, it’s long
bwc, we don’t sing on songs
roll it up, now it’s in my lungs
i don’t sleep on net, [?] indirect
if i send them shots, better feel your chest
we got him down, but there’s more to get
remember the rest, i said it before, ’til the opps are dead
this is the field but there ain’t no grass
battle scars, stolen whips
guns, they blast
king of your rave and it’s armoured cars
get, set, go, i was on my mars
so there’s a man at large
counting gs and breakfast bars
you must be darg
(king of your rave and it’s armoured cars)
[outro]
it’s [?]
(jakes in the rear again
bleach my license countless times (how many times?)
there’s no way, is it bail again?
and i’ve been dishing corn at the paigons them
no way can we make amends (no way)
you don’t*you don’t wanna see my arm extend
bare man running and leave their friends (bow, bow)
lean and press, lean and press)
(got this rusty, only wants [?]
so we add two more, just to start off fresh
shh got chinged in the barber shop (ching)
no way did he walk out fresh
riskin’ your life at your own expense
it don’t make sense
i was there when shh got bun
f*ck it, i was the one that gave him*)

- stickup bwc lyrics

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