LEFT RIGHT
Remember when you left me
I was 'lone through the night ('lone through the night, uh)
Doley with my .40, pray to God every night (yeah)
It's crazy how them people switchin', catchin' all type of feelings
You disappeared when I was broke
Bitch, the fuck? Like let me know
Rarri boy, just get your cake up, I'm racked up
Why the fuck these niggas act up? Get smacked up
Run it back, give me that paper, no later
Tell a bitch that I'm with milly
I was riding 'round with that blicky (blick)
Finna ride 'round through the city
Tweakin' like you 'bout it
You get left right (boom, boom, boom, left right)
Gas smoke, nigga left right (uh, yeah, yeah)
Free that wild boy milly, you know that's right
Runnin' back in the trap I had to get right (yeah, yeah)
Bitch I'm from the East, so you know that I move milly (milly)
Gotta bad bitch holdin' my blicky
Don't wave it around it, I get dizzy
I was ridin' all through the North
Nothin' I couldn't afford (yeah)
Now I can afford the Rolex (oh)
Told her, "You left me heartless" (yeah, yeah)
But it's whatever though (whatever though)
Got a bad bitch on me, that really slap a hoe (that really slap a hoe)
Burberry tagless on me
I bought alot of those (I bought alot of those)
And you left everything on me, secrets ain't tellin' those
Bitch now I'm on Melrose (yeah)
Babe I tote a Glock (yeah)
Countin' up dividends, know I get alot (phew)
I say, "Fuck all these niggas", they really opp (boom)
I'ma get to the bread, hella new guap (boom, boom, boom)
On the dash like two-fifty
You say you true, really?
And I want brand new fifties
When I get my quarter milli (milli)
Remember when you left me
I was 'lone through the night ('lone through the night, uh)
Doley with my .40, pray to God every night (yeah)
It's crazy how them people switchin', catchin' all type of feelings
You disappeared when I was broke
Bitch, the fuck? Like let me know
Tweakin' like you 'bout it
You get left right (boom, boom, boom, left right)
Gas smoke, nigga left right (uh, yeah, yeah)
Free that wild boy milly, you know that's right
Runnin' back in the trap I had to get right (yeah, yeah)
Bitch I'm from the East, so you know that I move milly (milly)
Gotta bad bitch holdin' my blicky
Don't wave it around it, I get dizzy
I was ridin' all through the North
Nothin' I couldn't afford (yeah)
Now I can afford the Rolex (oh)
Told her, "You left me heartless" (yeah, yeah)
I was 'lone through the night ('lone through the night, uh)
Doley with my .40, pray to God every night (yeah)
It's crazy how them people switchin', catchin' all type of feelings
You disappeared when I was broke
Bitch, the fuck? Like let me know
Rarri boy, just get your cake up, I'm racked up
Why the fuck these niggas act up? Get smacked up
Run it back, give me that paper, no later
Tell a bitch that I'm with milly
I was riding 'round with that blicky (blick)
Finna ride 'round through the city
Tweakin' like you 'bout it
You get left right (boom, boom, boom, left right)
Gas smoke, nigga left right (uh, yeah, yeah)
Free that wild boy milly, you know that's right
Runnin' back in the trap I had to get right (yeah, yeah)
Bitch I'm from the East, so you know that I move milly (milly)
Gotta bad bitch holdin' my blicky
Don't wave it around it, I get dizzy
I was ridin' all through the North
Nothin' I couldn't afford (yeah)
Now I can afford the Rolex (oh)
Told her, "You left me heartless" (yeah, yeah)
But it's whatever though (whatever though)
Got a bad bitch on me, that really slap a hoe (that really slap a hoe)
Burberry tagless on me
I bought alot of those (I bought alot of those)
And you left everything on me, secrets ain't tellin' those
Bitch now I'm on Melrose (yeah)
Babe I tote a Glock (yeah)
Countin' up dividends, know I get alot (phew)
I say, "Fuck all these niggas", they really opp (boom)
I'ma get to the bread, hella new guap (boom, boom, boom)
On the dash like two-fifty
You say you true, really?
And I want brand new fifties
When I get my quarter milli (milli)
Remember when you left me
I was 'lone through the night ('lone through the night, uh)
Doley with my .40, pray to God every night (yeah)
It's crazy how them people switchin', catchin' all type of feelings
You disappeared when I was broke
Bitch, the fuck? Like let me know
Tweakin' like you 'bout it
You get left right (boom, boom, boom, left right)
Gas smoke, nigga left right (uh, yeah, yeah)
Free that wild boy milly, you know that's right
Runnin' back in the trap I had to get right (yeah, yeah)
Bitch I'm from the East, so you know that I move milly (milly)
Gotta bad bitch holdin' my blicky
Don't wave it around it, I get dizzy
I was ridin' all through the North
Nothin' I couldn't afford (yeah)
Now I can afford the Rolex (oh)
Told her, "You left me heartless" (yeah, yeah)
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Writer(s): Nicholas Mira, Darrel L Jackson, Adrian Baez
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