Justin rarri - Left right

Remember when you left me, I was 'lone through the night ('lone through the night, uh)
Doley wit my .40, pray to God every night (DJ on the beat so it's a banger, yeah)
It's crazy how them people switchin', catchin' all type of feelings
They disappeared when I was broke
Bitch, the fuck? Like let me know

Pretty girls need to get your cake up, I'm racked up (racked up)
Why the fuck these niggas act up? Get smacked up (smack, smack)
Run it back, give me that paper, no later
Tell a bitch that I'm with Milly
I was ridin' '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 Mini, 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 mili' (mili')
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 Rollie (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 tag less on me, I bought a lot of those (I bought a lot of those)
And you left everything on me, secrets ain't tellin' those
Bitch now I'm on Melrose (yeah)
Baby, I tote a Glock (yeah)
Countin' up dividends, know I get a lot (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 wit my .40, pray to God every night (yeah)
It's crazy how them people switchin', catchin' all type of feelings
They 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 Mini, you know that's right (you know that's right)
Runnin' back in the trap I had to get right (had to get right)
Bitch I'm from the east, so you know that I move mili'(mili')
Gotta bad bitch holdin' my blicky
Don't wave it around it, I get dizzy
I was ridin' all through the north (north)
Nothin' I couldn't afford ('ford)
Now I can afford the Rollie (oh)
Told her, "You left me heartless" (yeah, yeah)

Writers: Darrell Jackson , Nicholas Mira , Adrian Baez

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group , Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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