Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song LEFT RIGHT, artist - Justin Rarri. Date of issue: 03.12.2020
Song language: English
LEFT RIGHT |
| 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 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 kno that I move milly (Milly) |
| Gotta bad bitch holdin' my blicky |
| Dont 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 whatver 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 wit 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 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 kno that I move milly (Milly) |
| Gotta bad bitch holdin' my blicky |
| Dont 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) |