Left Handed
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AmUh, yeah C
AmSome regular Gdegular, bloody bars
Verse
AmI swear to God, they ain't wCanna see me leave the club
AmGot up on my shit and now thGey scared to show me love
AmThey'd rather see me on the Cpole twerkin' it for dubs
AmI guess I really gotta show Gthem what the fuck is up
AmI'm on some other shit, thatC Cardi B gutta shit
AmEvery time I catch a hating Gbitch, she on her stutter shit
AmCan't finish her words but oCn Instagram thuggin' shit
AmYou set yourself up, don't mGake it seem like I be buggin', bitch
AmAnd niggas hatin' on me, reaClly be upset
AmI don't know, make me wonderG what you got between your legs
AmYou a real nigga mad at a biCtch for getting bread?
AmYou's a bitch from birth, yoGu just grew a third leg, woo!
AmBite down, bite down, it wasC crunch time
AmYeah I skip all of them bitcGhes in the lunch line
AmI put in work, now I'm here Cat the front line
AmReady for the bullshit, I swGear it's on my bloodline
AmTouch mine, getting slumped,C slimed one time
AmPump blind, bitches quick, tGhen I dump mine
AmPull up with the Gucci clutcCh, spitting clutch rhymes
AmFlyer than a big big B with Ga Blood tie
AmDon't do much, she get hard Cwhen I bust wines
AmNo straws for this juice boxG, got one time
AmLast nigga I was with went iCnsane
Am'Cause my head game movin' hGills like I'm lookin' for the sunshine
AmI'm a Bronx bitch birthed frCom the hip-hop
AmFrom the block to the tick tGock in the Patek watch
AmQuick drop with the cash, coCuldn't fit the Ziploc
AmGrips locked, get your shit Gpopped in my flip flops
AmWalking out, but every dollaCr, I still want it all
AmNow he wanna nail me, I coulGd give your man a cure
AmYou gotta mail me, but I donC't check my spam at all
AmNever feel what you're sayinG' like I'm usin' Anbesol
AmTravel all around the statesC getting nice checks
AmI was tourin' off a tape, I Ghad a hype set
AmIs that the reason all theseC niggas wanna pipe next?
AmI'm a creep, bitch, see his Gdick through his Nike Tech
AmGot 'em all scared, I ain't Ceven strike yet
AmWire up jaws when I swing ifG the mic stretch
AmI recall, took the right steCps, had a shot
AmSo I took the shit, now thisG game gon' need a life vest
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