Left hand man

**** know how I'm comin ****

I ain't doing no bluffing ****

Inna car with them villains we gone on a tour

Ben and Webb in that car dats a certified score

Max Had a one-click glock making shit hit the floor

You Tryn get with this shit gotta pop you a door

Tryn get wit this shit gotta be in that car

****, this shit like Japan we be ridin with chops

You speak on the six drop bombs on your block

They was jammin' on block all they heard was dat BAHH

I'm the left hand man lookin' sweet when I hit

We don't show no remorse, we look sweet when we blitz

Bitch, we really them ones they can't speak on this shit

Had to come out the pit, droppin' shit at they whip

If a **** get tapped, he get put on the bench

Tryn come on this block, it get gate like a fence

Free hype know he standin' on ten in that pen

It's a young **** dissin', but ain't never bint

Yeah, I heard that lil' song, man, them **** be cap

We ain't sendin' no diss when we come on your rip, that's a w(rap)

A **** look Icy I look at the men and they look at me back

Cause a **** gettin' jacked

It was three in the morning they try get up on me

I came out the moose start droppin' them shots

My life like a movie or like call of duty

I ride with my squad, tryna get sum whacked

Tell the men that I love him, this shit gettin' deep

It's this game that I like called hide and go seek

That's when **** gon' hide and then we gon' creep

We be goin' on tour, tryna put shit to sleep

Don't bring up that block **** cake

I catch me a rapper I bet you I take off his face

They don't be on that rip cause they know it ain't safe

In the car with them crooks, tryn bin broad day

They ain't standin on block, take trip to they store

You ah get put in a box like sum clothes in the drawer

**** was just gettin' smacked in they face like a whore

When the fuck all these **** start poppin' they door

Inna car with them villains we gone on a tour

Ben and Webb in that car dats a certified score

Max Had a one-click glock making shit hit the floor

You Tryn and get with this shit gotta pop you a doe

Tryn get wit this shit gotta be in that car

****, this shit like Japan we be ridin with chop

You speak on the six drop bombs on your block

They was jammin' on block all they heard was dat BAHH

I'm the left hand man lookin' sweet when I hit

We don't show no remorse, we look sweet when we blitz

Bitch, we really them ones they can't speak on this shit

Had to come out the pit, droppin' shit at they whip

If a **** get tapped, he get put on the bench

Tryn come on this block, it get gate like a fence

Free hype know he standin' on ten in that pen

It's a young **** dissin', but ain't never bint