[Lyric] Lean Wit It Remix (Abra Cadabra)

[Intro: Abra Cadabra]
Sho, sho, sho, you know, AB in the building, seven shit
(H1K made this)
O way or no way, get right or get left or get stretched
Free the drillers ten times, you know
OFB shit
(AJ made this)
Yeah, right now it's an Fs up or get your chest up
Wear your vest cuz'
You know, gang (Gang, grr, bow, bow)

[Verse 1: Abra Cadabra]
Four opp blocks, went purgin', lurkin'
Spin it and burst him (Yeah)
Who's that chillin' on the opp block district? (Sho)
Come like the opps ain't learnin' (Nah)
He ain't who he says he is in his tracks
Lil prick 'cah I know him in person (Puss)
He can tweak on the net 'til we catch him and hurt him
Burn him, close them curtains
Pull up (Bow), squeeze on it, lean wit' it
Don't get seen wit' it, you likkle idiot (Gang)
More time, we don't take time when it's on top
Steppin' out daytime or the evenin' (Grr, bow, bow, sho)
How you leavin' to the .9 milli sweets at them?
Back in the block, and my uncle's reachin' it
Told him "I don't bang no guns on this evening"
[Pre-Chorus: Abra Cadabra]
He said that we got too much rappers and not enough slappers
He's a little liar (Liar, liar), pants on fire (Fire)
Like he never got shot out his attire (Gang)
Chest shot (Bow), make it leak like juice on the opp block
When they get chopped like fruit (Gang)
Aim for your head, try split into two
Then I'm doin' date night, just me and my boo (Ah)
Pretty 'pon any side, she look good, she a Ghana tings, yes
Said her ex-man was a pum pecks
Stretch out man like who's next?
You know how we run this bombaclaat
Why you think she wan' ride me and done my darg?
Promise she a army man, done the talk
Grab the gyal and lean (Gang, gang)

[Chorus: Abra Cadabra]
Lean wit' your wap (Sho, sho)
Lean wit' your gyal (Sho, sho)
Gyal lean wit' your man (Sho, sho)
Lean wit' the gang (Grr, grr)
Just lean wit' it (Gang, gang)
Lean wit' it (Gang, gang)
Lean wit' it (Sho, sho)
Lean wit' it (Gang, gang)
Lean wit' your wap (Sho, sho)
Lean wit' your gyal (Gang, Gang)
Gyal lean wit' your man (Gang, gang)
Lean wit' the gang (Grr, grr)
Just lean wit' it (Bop, bop)
Lean wit' it (Bop, bop)
Lean wit' it (Gang, gang)
Lean wit' it (Sho, sho, sho, grr)
[Verse 2: Blitty]

[Verse 3: Kush]
Kush, I'm
Strapped up in my hood, no I can't roll loose
Gotta make sure I protect my head back
Any while gang go get the get back
Slap off your chest, F's up, where your vest at?
Spin that, ping that, pray for my sin and
Laser beam clean him up like a bin man
I've been on some badness shit, I've been bad
Slide on the opps, can't [?] with my [?]
Bro bro gotta clean that, sweep that
Two hands on a grip, when I lean back
Duck duck goose, I'll shoot on a lean, man
Countless times we corner [?] gang
Double up on the tecs, we got bine
Step with bro he got his, I got mine
You know I back my bros, my slime
Ain't given no fucks if he's wrong or right