SlimeSito - Lean Back Shoot lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, aye Fully automatic on me right now ni**a Fifty Yeah, I ain't going for sh*t ni**a Finna' up it (Aye we live in this motherfu*ker turnt?) Sito, Sito, Sito [Chorus] Lean back, shoot ni**a I got a hundred shooters, I don't gotta' recruit them We strapped up, man we move like the troops I stay military I ain't rocking no suit Pressure on you, what the fu*k you gon' do? I don't know about you, yall ni**as some new ni**as Got tat's on your face but you ain't gon' shoot ni**a I'm fu*king on your b*tch, that hoe she the swoop ni**a [Verse] I'm riding in a foreign, it don't got no roof ni**a fu*k that rap sh*t, ni**a I'm really a drug dealer Was popping ni**as just for fun ni**a You got some tattoos on your face but you ain't no real killer Red, white, and blue just like Hilfiger I'm on thе block with the plug, he really got six figurеs I'm at the roundtable but this sh*t ain't no Thanksgiving I'm wrapping bricks up but this sh*t ain't no [?] crystals And my shoes red bottoms but this ain't no new Christians I'm in L.A. and you know I'm fu*king with two b*tches Got some young ni**as on the block, them ni**as just [?] I got some young ni**as on the game, they really some young ni**as I ain't no rap ni**a, man I really be [?] I talk to god everyday but a ni**a just still sinning I'm talking about life, I'm really too deep in it In the projects and I got your freak in it Off them drugs now she sneaking and geek with it On the scene I be shooting like Cole Bennett You better ask around, know my whole team winning I caught a ni**a lacking, gave him that cold feeling Shot a ni**a partner but we gon' keep spinning I was locked up in that cell, I was still tripping I hit that ni**a with the Glock now he still trending I lost my mother in the game and I'm still tripping [Chorus] Lean back, shoot ni**a I got a hundred shooters, I don't gotta' recruit them We strapped up, man we move like the troops I stay military I ain't rocking no suit Pressure on you, what the fu*k you gon' do? I don't know about you, yall ni**as some new ni**as Got tat's on your face but you ain't gon' shoot ni**a fu*king on your b*tch, that hoe she the swoop ni**a [Chorus] Lean back, shoot ni**a I got a hundred shooters, I don't gotta' recruit them We strapped up, man we move like the troops I stay military I ain't rocking no suit Pressure on you, what the fu*k you gon' do? I don't know about you, yall ni**as some new ni**as Got tat's on your face but you ain't gon' shoot ni**a fu*king on your b*tch, that hoe she the swoop ni**a [Outro] Aye Foreign