Lean Wit It
Meek Mill Lyrics


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[Verse 1:]
Uh, In the kitchen goin ham again
Fuckin' with dem birds like Cam and dem
I'll tell you what's the word when the tan is in
We dem niggas on the curb with dem hammers and
Whole brick throw it on a triple beam
It get hectic we gon' stretch it like a limousine
Ain't no question if I touch it then it's Mr.Clean
I be reppin in yo' section me my nigga Keem
Ghost boys, in a ghost nigga
I burn bread I ain't talkin toast nigga
Whole team of killers, I'm the coach nigga
Presidential on my wrist, now take ya votes nigga
Rookie of the year, cookies in the rear
I got some bad bitches that'll get it there
If you don't wanna get it we gon send 'em there
If it's heavy then Omelly comin in a Lear
Bricksquad, like Waka and dem
If it's gucci like D.Howard get a block for dem
I don't touch I just leave it up to Tock and dem
Meek Mill started wasn't chopper we was poppin den

[Hook:]
Lean with it, rock with it
Throw some bake up in the pot with it
Microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it
When it get right we drop that ice and make it lock with it
I tell em lean with it, rock with it
Throw some bake up in the pot with it
Microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it
When it get right we drop that ice and make it lock with it, Ughh!

[Verse 2:]
I made a million off a mixtape
Nigga get ya shit straight
I'm sellin that raw shit, you sellin that whip weight
Cookin' up a whole bird until I make my wrist ache
When I pulled up to the club you should've seen ya bitch face, Ughh!
Fitfy cash in my pocket
Nigga, I got the stash in my pocket
I'm blowin money fast in my pocket
Said it's lookin like I got Nicki ass in my pocket
Talkin Ass Ass Ass Ass, all I get is cash cash
Club lit my last tag, could've bought a fast Jag
The way these bitches wavin' at me, you would think a cab passed
Wondered why u hatin on me, nigga with 'cho mad ass
Rollie on me cost a whole brick
Killers with me ain't go no pics
These groupie bitches ain't got no sense
So we make a movie on dem bitches no script

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Thirty-six treat it like a dirty bitch
Cause I hit it and then send it to the other strip
Call me anything don't call me by my government
Cause when I'm out 'chea in the jungle we be sellin bricks
Half these niggas in my hood be on some tellin shit
We be on some if you snitchin crack ya melon shit
If I ain't rockin with the Smith it's Parabellum shit
Papi bring 'em on the boat they know we sellin shit
Lean with it, rock with it
Posted Mac. 11 in the lot with it
Seven fifty gettin' busy with a box in it
So when they pull us over they don't find dem Glocks in it





[Hook]

Overall Meaning

The song "Lean Wit It" by Meek Mill features lyrics that depict a life of drugs, money, and violence. In the first verse, Meek Mill talks about his involvement in drug trafficking, referring to himself and his associates as "niggas on the curb with dem hammers." He boasts about his ability to stretch and sell drugs by comparing it to stretching a limousine. Meek Mill also talks about his presidential status with a watch and his penchant for attractive women.


The second verse centers around Meek Mill's rise to fame and wealth as a rapper. He claims to have made a million dollars from a mixtape and raps about his excessive spending habits. Meek Mill also brags about his access to beautiful women and his disregard for groupies. The third verse features more drug-related lyrics and describes the dangerous lifestyle of those involved in the "jungle" of the drug trade.


The overall message of the song is about glorifying a life of drugs, money, and violence. Despite the harsh realities and consequences of being involved in such activities, Meek Mill and his associates seem to glorify it as a symbol of their manhood and status.


Line by Line Meaning

Uh, In the kitchen goin ham again
I'm back in the kitchen cooking up drugs


Fuckin' with dem birds like Cam and dem
Dealing with drugs, like Cam'ron and others


I'll tell you what's the word when the tan is in
I can tell you the details when the drugs arrive


We dem niggas on the curb with dem hammers and
We are the guys on the street corner with guns


Whole brick throw it on a triple beam
We weigh whole bricks of drugs on a triple beam scale


It get hectic we gon' stretch it like a limousine
When things get tough, we make it stretch like a limousine


Ain't no question if I touch it then it's Mr.Clean
I am known for selling pure, high-quality drugs


I be reppin in yo' section me my nigga Keem
I represent and sell drugs in different neighborhoods with my friend Keem


Ghost boys, in a ghost nigga
We are rolling in a white Rolls Royce Phantom


I burn bread I ain't talkin toast nigga
I spend a lot of money, not just on breakfast toast


Whole team of killers, I'm the coach nigga
I lead a group of dangerous individuals


Presidential on my wrist, now take ya votes nigga
I'm wearing an expensive presidential watch, like a political candidate


Rookie of the year, cookies in the rear
I'm the best at what I do, and I have drugs stored in the back


I got some bad bitches that'll get it there
I have women who can transport and sell drugs for me


If you don't wanna get it we gon send 'em there
If you refuse to buy drugs, we'll send the women to persuade you


If it's heavy then Omelly comin in a Lear
If it's a large drug shipment, Omelly is coming on a private jet


Bricksquad, like Waka and dem
My team is similar to Waka Flocka Flame and his crew Bricksquad


If it's gucci like D.Howard get a block for dem
If it's valuable like Dwight Howard, we'll protect it with force


I don't touch I just leave it up to Tock and dem
I don't handle the drugs, I leave it to my trusted associates


Meek Mill started wasn't chopper we was poppin den
I started my music career before I had a gun, we were selling drugs at that time


Lean with it, rock with it
Dance while leaning and rocking


Throw some bake up in the pot with it
Add some drugs to the mix


Microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it
Cook it fast in the microwave or we'll cook it slow


When it get right we drop that ice and make it lock with it
When the drug is finished, we add some ice and it becomes solid


I made a million off a mixtape
I made a lot of money from my music


Nigga get ya shit straight
Get your business together


I'm sellin that raw shit, you sellin that whip weight
I sell pure, high-quality drugs, you sell low-quality 'whip' drugs


Cookin' up a whole bird until I make my wrist ache
I cook a lot of drugs until my wrist hurts


When I pulled up to the club you should've seen ya bitch face, Ughh!
When I arrived at the club, people were impressed and shocked


Fitfy cash in my pocket
I have fifty thousand dollars in my pocket


Nigga, I got the stash in my pocket
I have drugs in my pocket


I'm blowin money fast in my pocket
I'm spending money quickly


Said it's lookin like I got Nicki ass in my pocket
My pockets are bulging like Nicki Minaj's butt


Talkin Ass Ass Ass Ass, all I get is cash cash
I mention women's butts, but all I'm really interested in is money


Club lit my last tag, could've bought a fast Jag
The club was expensive, but I could have spent that money on a Jaguar


The way these bitches wavin' at me, you would think a cab passed
Women are waving at me so much, it's like I'm a taxi


Wondered why u hatin on me, nigga with 'cho mad ass
I don't understand why you're angry with me


Rollie on me cost a whole brick
My Rolex watch cost as much as a single brick of drugs


Killers with me ain't go no pics
My associates who are willing to kill don't have any pictures on social media


These groupie bitches ain't got no sense
These women who follow me are not very intelligent


So we make a movie on dem bitches no script
We have sex with these women and record it without their knowledge or consent


Thirty-six treat it like a dirty bitch
We handle thirty-six ounces of drugs aggressively


Cause I hit it and then send it to the other strip
We sell the drugs quickly and then move on to the next area


Call me anything don't call me by my government
Don't use my real name, use my street name


Cause when I'm out 'chea in the jungle we be sellin bricks
When I'm out here selling drugs, it's like being in a jungle


Half these niggas in my hood be on some tellin shit
Half of the guys in my neighborhood are snitches


We be on some if you snitchin crack ya melon shit
If you're caught snitching, we'll hurt you badly


If I ain't rockin with the Smith it's Parabellum shit
If I'm not using a Smith & Wesson gun, it's an even more powerful gun


Papi bring 'em on the boat they know we sellin shit
Our Spanish-speaking associates bring drugs on a boat for us


Posted Mac. 11 in the lot with it
We have a Mac-11 gun and we're ready to use it


Seven fifty gettin' busy with a box in it
A BMW 750 is being used to carry drugs


So when they pull us over they don't find dem Glocks in it
We hide our guns in the car so the police won't find them if we're pulled over


Lean with it, rock with it
Dance while leaning and rocking


Throw some bake up in the pot with it
Add some drugs to the mix


Microwave or we gon we gon pop whip it
Cook it fast in the microwave or we'll cook it slow


When it get right we drop that ice and make it lock with it
When the drug is finished, we add some ice and it becomes solid




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@Byron-mz7ex

2024 we still here πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έ FIGHTING βœŠπŸ’΅

@alexanderkaycee8444

meek mill is so underrated it hurts .. he's up there on the hip-hop rushmore of his generation.

@laredits4599

under rated ? hes the king of philly he dosent drop anymore rn ti so idk wym

@redneckswithswag5985

meeks one of the few modern rappers who can actually rap.

@Boateng300

This go hard

@ethanradd

Meek Mill makes that energy music

@irvkoi

He all bout that hype!!!

@Ron-hh9yr

Ethan Radd that's why i love his music

@janayshockley8903

Not now

@leroywilliams3088

Yeah yeah

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