[Intro]
Spark the spirits
Season finale
Lefty nigga
[Verse]
Loophole Lefty the new Gillespie
My new flow's is Judo homes', yo [?]
My new hoes is Euro cold, think Cheshire
My new goals is two throne bold, think replica
Puto, you glucose [?], it kill redness
Won't do those but kudos bro, big blessing bruh
I'm trending up, compressing work down
That's surrender, huh?
Dress the dub, wrap it up, throw that in the fender, dun
We got stung, shit I thought that was the end of us
Now I know that was actually where it began for us
You ain't never held thеse bags then Petеr Pan'd the bus
Hand to hand til dusk and back to dawn when kids catch the bus
You know the biz
Front seat, you standing out here this early, my nigga?
You getting French'd
I was built to build a bridge, the buildings bigger when the village fed
Niggas fill they ribs to feel parallel, the living dead
Tsk, some niggas rather peel they wig instead
Some niggas rather peel your wig and get that instant cred'
Some hoes be acting hella lame but they be slick in bed
Some bitches swear they know the game so you get in they head
Shit, I got the biscuit, that's that lifting bread
I lift it at your head, you get lifted like lifters lifting leads on leg day
Season finale, peep the segue
Left Lane the next Wes Craven but on his best day
Nigga I don't follow what the flesh say
I'm disciplined like dealing with insulin, niggas sick name
You fifth place, you had a good pace but i can twist space
I'm sensei, I edit the frame and then I press play
I'm on these hoes' mind like the next day
I'm on the gold line, yo it's the next play
I got a gold mind with this catchphrase
And got here from sold dimes out the back gate
Nigga
[Outro]
And that's that
JLVSN, my nigga
Yo let's rotate bro, let's go
Spark the spirits
Season finale
Lefty nigga
[Verse]
Loophole Lefty the new Gillespie
My new flow's is Judo homes', yo [?]
My new hoes is Euro cold, think Cheshire
My new goals is two throne bold, think replica
Puto, you glucose [?], it kill redness
Won't do those but kudos bro, big blessing bruh
I'm trending up, compressing work down
That's surrender, huh?
Dress the dub, wrap it up, throw that in the fender, dun
We got stung, shit I thought that was the end of us
Now I know that was actually where it began for us
You ain't never held thеse bags then Petеr Pan'd the bus
Hand to hand til dusk and back to dawn when kids catch the bus
You know the biz
Front seat, you standing out here this early, my nigga?
You getting French'd
I was built to build a bridge, the buildings bigger when the village fed
Niggas fill they ribs to feel parallel, the living dead
Tsk, some niggas rather peel they wig instead
Some niggas rather peel your wig and get that instant cred'
Some hoes be acting hella lame but they be slick in bed
Some bitches swear they know the game so you get in they head
Shit, I got the biscuit, that's that lifting bread
I lift it at your head, you get lifted like lifters lifting leads on leg day
Season finale, peep the segue
Left Lane the next Wes Craven but on his best day
Nigga I don't follow what the flesh say
I'm disciplined like dealing with insulin, niggas sick name
You fifth place, you had a good pace but i can twist space
I'm sensei, I edit the frame and then I press play
I'm on these hoes' mind like the next day
I'm on the gold line, yo it's the next play
I got a gold mind with this catchphrase
And got here from sold dimes out the back gate
Nigga
[Outro]
And that's that
JLVSN, my nigga
Yo let's rotate bro, let's go
( Left Lane Didon )
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