LEAN ON MY BODY (Explicit) - Lil Nas X

Lyrics by：David Biral/Denzel Baptiste/Jasper Harris/Michael Mulé/Isaac De Boni/Montero Lamar Hill

Composed by：David Biral/Denzel Baptiste/Jasper Harris/Michael Mulé/Isaac De Boni/Montero Lamar Hill

Produced by：Lil Nas X/Take A Daytrip/Jasper Harris/FNZ

How you in front of the ************* crowd with a sad face?

Fix your ************* face

Let's go

Yeah uh uh

Uh uh uh uh uh uh

Uh uh uh uh

Yeah yeah yeah

You know I love you so I say this **** with love

But please tell your fans they need to shut the **** up

I'm doin' real **** some never worry 'bout-a-bill ****

Some build a house on the hill ****

The money's gravy it's coming crazy

My big sis just had another baby popped 'em out the labia

My other nephew sittin' in the class with a broken knuckle

He had to beat a nigga a*s for talkin' 'bout his uncle

Now listen I ain't sayin' I condone that ****

**** it yeah I said it I condone that ****

Choke that nigga out go corona on that *****

Choke that nigga out

Walk that nigga like a dog nephew own that *****

Yesterday just a day everyday

I'm on this planet turnin' lemons into lemonade

And lemonades to millions and better days

How the **** I get this ******* rich from makin' melodies?

How the **** I keep all to myself and still got enemies?

How the **** I get so many wins on my itinerary?

It's January but I already feel the summer

Because it's mine nigga R.I.P. to Lil' Hummer

Nasarati we up

Lean on my body Lord

Amen amen amen

Bring blessings on my soul

Amen amen amen amen

And when the war is over

Thank you

See it's time to tell the world the war is won yeah

You know I'm sittin' on sittin' on Balmains

Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin' comin'

Sittin' on sittin' on Balmains

Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin' comin'

Man wake this **** up

Yeah if I was God I wouldn't save y'all niggas

Like a suicidal ***** I would blade y'all niggas

Y'all my sons but I wish I never made y'all niggas

Y'all my sons but I might just Marvin Gaye y'all niggas

***** I'm back like I left somethin'

Hol' up everybody Nasarati's got his next one

My next move always gon' be better than your best one

You ******* couldn't even see Lil Nas-y in a warmup

A tryout a test run

Anyways I'm back like a vertebrae

I can drop a sex tape and win a VMA

I'm the devil in disguise but I'm givin' face

When I walk in the room ******* better pray

Lean on my body Lord

Amen amen amen

Bring blessings on my soul

Amen amen amen amen

And when the war is over

Thank you

See it's time to tell the world the war is won yeah

You know I'm sittin' on sittin' on Balmains

Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin' comin'

Sittin' on sittin' on Balmains

Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin' comin'

They don't want me to want it

Praise the Lord they breathin' on me

Save me Lord they schemin' on me

Save me Lord they schemin' on me

The war is over