More songs by Lefty Gunplay
Description
Main Artist: Lefty Gunplay
Producer: Thank You Fizzle
Composer Lyricist: Franklin Scott Holladay
Composer Lyricist: Joshua David Goldenberg
Composer Lyricist: Anthony David Orozco
Lyrics and translation
Original
-I get money fool, we get money! -Yeah, look. It's Lefty Gunplay,
OTR, Bowling Superstar. That's SA rap, look.
-I'm rich, bitch.
-Yeah, I think we make a perfect couple, what you think I'm trouble? Heart of a lion, I'm a soldier in a fucking jungle.
Don't wear my heart on my sleeve, 'cause every day is a struggle.
And every time my name get brought up, they think I'm in trouble.
-Uh-oh.
-No Rosa Mexicano, Sierra, I don't wanna -cuddle. -Bitch.
I'm like the SA YG, four hundred up in the duffle.
I'm calling plays for OTR in the -fort with no huddle. -Oh my, okay.
I never paid for a feature, I got it off the muscle.
I bought a bitch a BBL because she want her butt done. And when they see us in the Lambo, they all wanna fuck us.
Busta Rhymes, yeah, I'm at the Crypto Arena with RJ and Ty Dolla Sign.
-First off, it's Recipe to Mac Dre. -It's Gunplay, I had to do it for LA.
I'm feeling myself every time I'm with the gang.
If you ain't from my city, then I -can't even explain. -KJ.
The same grade, the same age, we maintain.
That was my road dog, and we became from the same gang. I feel like Chito Ranas, baby, I want all the smoke.
-Uh.
-I thank Solace every single day that my -ass ain't broke. -Two point.
I remember I was in the trailer park without no hope.
-Straight up.
-I say a prayer every day, fuck them mobile -homes. -Constantly.
And Solace call me up every day like, "Your ass ain't home?
" -Where you at?
-I swear to God I'm home, now I'm with a -. 304. -I'm home, bitch.
When we pull it to the light, everybody stop.
-Stop!
-Push to start the Ferrari, got a nine up on my lap. I'm sorry, mama, I'm starting to act worse than my dad.
-Oh, ee!
-I swear to God, I wish my daughter had a -better dad. -Who, me?
They call me Lefty Gunplay, I'm the gang, I know I'm bad.
-It's Lefty Gunplay.
-I'm Boosie Badass in the hood, famous and -I'm strapped. -Famous.
And I don't need nobody, bitch, I bust my own gun.
My left wrist froze, my right -wrist froze from the neck up. -Bling, bling.
And fuck a bitch, I be tripping about a check, cuz.
-Bitch.
-Check yourself before you wreck yourself -on a set, cuz. -Yo.
-Yo, DJ, and that's my DJ. -What?
-And Benji Ro, that's my motherfucking DJ. -It's Benji Ro, man.
-The hottest SA up under the sun. -What?
On the gang, I got drafted to OTR because I've been the one.
-I've been drafted. -Yeah, the chosen one.
-Yeah. -The bowling yard.
-That's me.
-All these bitches on my dick and they so fucking sprung.
It's OTR, or Bowling Superstar.
Yeah, I'm so soothe, I don't need no motherfucking bodyguard lot. Yeah, what?
One of the only rappers you can believe everything they motherfucking told you.
It's Lefty Gunplay, yeah, famous gangbanger. Running it up from like Tuesday to Tuesday. Yeah, what?
And we some famous gangbangers. I made it, mama, look.
Whole lot of gang shit. Yeah, that's it. Free the squeeze team.
That's it. You got 'em.
Little blue dream.
Run that shit up.
DJ VIP.