Left Hand - BlocBoy JB

Hah

Yeah, ho

Yeah, ho

Hah, hah, hah

Let’s go, let’s go

Word, word (yeah yeah yeah)

Word, word, word, word, word, word, word, word, word

BlocBoy, hah, BlocBoy, hah, BlocBoy, hah

Up with the Glock and a nigga turn to tot

Look at the Rollie, no tick tock

These niggas funny like Chris Rock

You face defeat like flip-flops

I’m in the hood with a whole bunch of animals

These niggas kids, give 'em Trix and some Danimals

Bullets, they eat 'em, my clip full of cannibals (word)

Put you in the ground like I thought you were plantable (that's on my mama)

No, bet you can’t steal my flow

No, nigga must think I’m a ho

No, you ain’t got them shooters on go

No, choppa make his head sprint

No, nigga you a has been

I don’t want a rabbit no more, I want your best friend

Speakin' of my best friend

I don’t have a best friend, bitch I got a left hand

Crip, crip

Yeah, ho

Yeah, ho

Crip, crip, crip, crip, crip, yeah

Yeah, ho

Yeah, ho

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah

Left hand, left hand

Yeah, ho

Yeah, ho

East side Grape Street, Grape Street, Grape Street, left hand

Yeah, ho

Yeah, ho

That’s on my mama

No, bet you can’t steal my flow

No, nigga must think I’m a ho

No, you ain’t got them shooters on go

No, choppa make his head sprint

No, nigga you a has been

I don’t want a rabbit no more, I want your best friend

Speakin' of my best friend

I don’t have a best friend, bitch I got a left hand