Yeah Look It's Lefty Gunplay, look, what? Strapped, I'm in the back Scat Pack with a mini MAC I jacked him, seven racks I met her in the trap sellin' crack Oops, it was 'contin, my bad Rolling out, Thailand Do a drive-by in the Lam' Beat it up, she work at Sam's Do your dance on my dick off a gram Masked up, seven chains in the set Ass up, face down, on the set Fuck a bitch, I be trippin' 'bout a check Runnin' up a bag Tuesday to Tuesday Smash a bad-ass bitch up in Tousse Think I'm Yatta, I'ma hit it off a D'ussé Do whatever you say, now we wearin' Dolce Why they call you Lefty? I said I can't get right I said I can't get right Why they call you Lefty? I can't get right Get what? Can't get right Why they call you Lefty? I can't get right I can't get right Why they call you Lefty? Oh, what? I can't get right Oohwee, oh, what? I can't get right Why they call you Lefty? Everybody tellin' me I'm back Gunplay, this that throwback Nick, nack, paddy whack, DoorDash Dope fiends nodding off, Snorlax Make it rain on a stripper, check the forecast Lefty Gunplay fresh out the 4, man Court, man, in the morning Gunplay, you so boring Sixty thousand 'round my neck, that shit hit different 10K, thirty minutes Penn State, state prison I wanna be a man, I promise I'ma listen Why they call you Lefty? I said I can't get right I said I can't get right Why they call you Lefty? I can't get right Get what? Can't get right Why they call you Lefty? I can't get right I can't get right Why they call you Lefty? Oh, what? I can't get right Oohwee, oh, what? I can't get right Why they call you Lefty?