Left Hand
Trey One Foe
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Count stacks with the left hand Got tired I moved to the right The diamonds they sparkle like sprite I hop in a hemi or Chevy I really don't mind We gon get high tonight Gon sip on some Remy And we just might fight Lil bitch on a pill She diggin our swag Take her to the crib And she gon get bi Count stacks with the left hand Got tired I moved to the right The diamonds they sparkle like sprite I hop in a hemi or Chevy I really don't mind We gon get high tonight Gon sip on some Remy And we just might fight Lil bitch on a pill She diggin our swag Take her to the crib And she gon get bi Count stacks with the left Pass the rock to Ray Loc he move it like Steph Don't confuse it we smokin the best I don't know her she rubbin my chest Heard you losin his pockets look stressed Now you got animosity said it's on sight with me You is a joke you don't want no smoke So come get ya hoe and get off my property Haze trynna feed the streets Trynna put niggas on said eat these beat Hell naw ain't gon be no peace Until the whole team on yeah we gon eat You know I mean VPG that's home We get to the money they lookin like clones Yo lace front is dirty you can't give me head She mad get money shits funny I'm dead Eyes stay red naw I ain't tired Say you gettin money but yous a liar Trip off smoke man I'm on fire Sip me some water watch me get higher Phone keep ringin but I'm retired Not Deniro but bitch leave me lone These bitches some dawgs she can't the bone Don't wanna talk I don't want the dome Count stacks with the left hand Got tired I moved to the right The diamonds they sparkle like sprite I hop in a hemi or Chevy I really don't mind We gon get high tonight Gon sip on some Remy And we just might fight Lil bitch on a pill She diggin our swag Take her to the crib And she gon get bi Count stacks with the left hand Got tired I moved to the right The diamonds they sparkle like sprite I hop in a hemi or Chevy I really don't mind We gon get high tonight Gon sip on some Remy And we just might fight Lil bitch on a pill She diggin our swag Take her to the crib And she gon get bi Got a couple racks in my right hand couple in my left I'm with Loco serving coco We just trying to make the shit stretch Whippin soda arm like a motor Boy Ima fool with that left Run up on me catch two to the chest I ain't with nun of the goofy shit Naw this ain't a movie Shit you would think I was a producer The way I be shootin clips Hundred round choppa with the coolin kit Bro right behind me With the Glock Nine call that a shootin assist Extension looking like a ruler stick Diamond in my ear lookin like Fiji Water Name one nigga I aint cooler then When it comes to the money I just do my dance Run up a check like Nike when I do my dance Bitch you know I'm Vietnam I'm hot as f*ck somebody bring a fan All this loud I be blowin down Make it hard to hear what you be saying You want smoke just let me know I'm at your front door like I'm moving in pussy Count stacks with the left hand Got tired I moved to the right The diamonds they sparkle like sprite I hop in a hemi or Chevy I really don't mind We gon get high tonight Gon sip on some Remy And we just might fight Lil bitch on a pill She diggin our swag Take her to the crib And she gon get bi Count stacks with the left hand Got tired I moved to the right The diamonds they sparkle like sprite I hop in a hemi or Chevy I really don't mind We gon get high tonight Gon sip on some Remy And we just might fight Lil bitch on a pill She diggin our swag Take her to the crib And she gon get bi Aye bro lets get this money Until it's nothing left Be countin so much paper Until you out of breath Big faces in my pockets Pants look like they sinkin The hammer on me now It's pokin out like it's peekin Ten toes down You know how I'm comin Don't leave now Pussy nigga stop runnin When she's wit me She can't stop cumin I'm a lose my mind Countin all these hundreds Claim you one hunnit I make change lil nigga I ain't fenna play no games wit a nigga Fucc around and up that thang on a nigga Better stay in yo lane lil nigga Count stacks with the left hand Got tired I moved to the right The diamonds they sparkle like sprite I hop in a hemi or Chevy I really don't mind We gon get high tonight Gon sip on some Remy And we just might fight Lil bitch on a pill She diggin our swag Take her to the crib And she gon get bi Count stacks with the left hand Got tired I moved to the right
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