This “Leaned Øva” got the whip tilted crazy from the jump with pounding lows flipping erratic under that shadowy ghostly haze that pulls you deep. 1900Rugrat starts dropping facts about cruising opp territory in foreigns while leaned out exposing any cap instantly. Tezzus follows with that wild crash energy talking direct on sliding and stepping correct for the set.
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Lyrics for “1900Rugrat & Tezzus – Leaned Øva”:
1900Rugrat: Lambo, I'm 24 Seat same color caramel On your block with a bag of law How your brother got killed there? Spin on gang, now we taking tall Everybody out, pills out Beat a bitch from the back trying to rip a lace, it's a real hell Everybody out, bust I don't know shit, my family, how I kill my cousin You trying to hide faces, you for real or bluffing I try that bad, hey killer, duck I hit a club, hey, your bitch fucking He don't like raw red cause bitches love me The title had out wham me like that bitch a Cutlass That lil ho wear my covers every time I fuck her I'm on tour, cops, bitch, I lean over Cranky, cranky out that drank calling me sober Bitches only about three and I got three powder he need He know what's over until he woke up Tezzus: Fuck in the building, I got y'all spell where you at? We spit on niggas that diss on my set We kill that nigga that snitch on my brother Kill that bitch, put dick in they ass I can get rich, yeah, I start from the gutter I'm trying to put shit on, make it last Clarity secret, put on your mother Clarity secret, now you dead Little bro got switch and he do as I beg With a Glock in his hand and a motherfucking mask Fuck all that talking, now you finna walk it down He finna kill a bitch ass for them bands, boom He ain't even know it was over till he seen the devil I don't give a fuck, say that to my soldier Bitches, that's a murder 1900Rugrat: I'm on tour, cops, bitch, I lean over Cranky, cranky out that drank calling me sober Bitches only about three and I got three powder he need He know what's over until he woke up
