The Left lyrics

[Intro]
The left, the left
Leftie, hah

[Chorus]
Please don't make me slap you with the left, the left (Waah)
You a fake so I'm gon' dap you with the left, the left (damn)
I feel like I'm the last real n*gga left, the left (It's Gucci)
It's like I'm on an island by myself, the left (Wop)
Please don't make me slap you with the left, the left (huh?)
You a fake so I'm gon' dap you with the left, the left (well damn)
I feel like I'm the last real n*gga left, the left (grrr)
It's like I'm on an island by myself, the left (Wop)

[Verse 1]
God, please protect me if this sh*t go left
Cause I can cook a kilo by my God damn self
In the kitchen water whipping with the left
I don't know Redman, but I know who got the meth
I feel like I'm a one-man BMF
Cause I can lock a trap down by myself
You waiting on Gucci to go broke, then hold your breath
This sh*t ain't cut, it's raw, this sh*t gon' sell itself
But don't let your right-hand man know what your left hand doing
My homeboys called the cops on me and I ain't even tripping
But how you call yourself a G and hang around snitches?
These n*ggas going left like crazy, acting like b*tches
[Chorus]
Please don't make me slap you with the left, the left (Waah)
You a fake so I'm gon' dap you with the left, the left (damn)
I feel like I'm the last real n*gga left, the left (It's Gucci)
It's like I'm on an island by myself, the left (Wop)
Please don't make me slap you with the left, the left (huh?)
You a fake so I'm gon' dap you with the left, the left (well damn)
I feel like I'm the last real n*gga left, the left (grrr)
It's like I'm on an island by myself, the left (Wop)

[Verse 2]
Gucci Mane the leftie, pockets so hefty
Wrist so f*cking rocky I can't even take a selfie
Right wrist glaring but my left hand glowing
Limping, kicking, pimping like my left leg broken
I offered her two thou, I tried to help her
She took too long to come, that's why I left her
I'm Gucci Mane, I eat millions for breakfast
I came back in a 'Rari like I left some
I'm in a drop top Rolls Royce I feel like I left some
I got like 50 thou on me, who wanna f*ck some?
A lot of haters salty, they feel like I left 'em
But all the beefs that Gucci had, Gucci addressed them
Wop!

[Chorus]
Please don't make me slap you with the left, the left (Waah)
You a fake so I'm gon' dap you with the left, the left (damn)
I feel like I'm the last real n*gga left, the left (It's Gucci)
It's like I'm on an island by myself, the left (Wop)
Please don't make me slap you with the left, the left (huh?)
You a fake so I'm gon' dap you with the left, the left (well damn)
I feel like I'm the last real n*gga left, the left (grrr)
It's like I'm on an island by myself, the left (Wop)