Left Hand Lyrics by BlocBoy JB
[Intro]
Hah
Yeah, ho
Yeah, ho
Hah, hah, hah
Let’s go, let’s go
Word, word “yeah yeah yeah”
Word, word, word, word, word, word, word, word, word
BlocBoy, hah, BlocBoy, hah, BlocBoy, hah
[Verse]
Up with the Glock and a n—a turn to tot
Look at the Rollie, no tick tock
These n—-s funny like Chris Rock
You face defeat like flip-flops
I’m in the hood with a whole bunch of animals
These n—-s kids, give ’em Trix and some Danimals
Bullets, they eat ’em, my clip full of cannibals “word”
Put you in the ground like I thought you were plantable “that’s on my mama”
[Hook/Chorus]
No, bet you can’t steal my flow
No, n—a must think I’m a ho
No, you ain’t got them shooters on go
No, choppa make his head sprint
No, n—a you a has been
I don’t want a rabbit no more, I want your best friend
Speaking of my best friend
I don’t have a best friend, b—h I got a left hand
[Bridge]
Crip, crip
Yeah, ho
Yeah, ho
Crip, crip, crip, crip, crip, yeah
Yeah, ho
Yeah, ho
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Left hand, left hand
Yeah, ho
Yeah, ho
East side Grape Street, Grape Street, Grape Street, left hand
Yeah, ho
Yeah, ho
That’s on my mama
[Hook/Chorus]
No, bet you can’t steal my flow
No, n—a must think I’m a ho
No, you ain’t got them shooters on go
No, choppa make his head sprint
No, n—a you a has been
I don’t want a rabbit no more, I want your best friend
Speaking of my best friend
I don’t have a best friend, b—h I got a left hand
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