Got Left lyrics

[Verse 1: Bravo The Bagchaser]
Look
I ain't poured the duce today I poured a eight
She tryna f*ck 'cause these tats on my face
I need timp, I need cake, I need, blue strips
Blue tips for them, loose lips
All this ice make sure you keep a distance
You still broke b*tch I been ballin' for a minute
Show you how to get this money pay attention
And I ain't turning down sh*t we with the extras
I'm outside a b*tch I thought it was a set up
Being honest I'm in love with a beretta
We got gleeks and them techs too
We got purp and the red too

[Verse 2: Heembeezy]
b*tch ain't wanna act right so she got left
b*tch all I got is my sеlf and this high tech
Ima die beforе I let 'em touch my neck
I just popped the Rpeezy I ain't high yet
b*tch I hopped off the porch and I made a way
Ima always tuck blammy I don't like [?]
I'm my own n*gga baby I'm in my lane
b*tch I ain't seen a bed in like nine days
I'm getting the best head from a model b*tch
Yeah b*tch you pretty on yo' page but I ain't follow it
Show me that you nastier than her, baby swallow it
Only thing in this clip is hallow tips
Poured up in so many sprites I get tired of it
Gotta keep it player on my hoes and on my licks
And I ain't trusting no hoe
Everywhere I go I gotta keep my pole
[Verse 3: Bravo The Bagchaser]
Everywhere I go I keep a yeep
I can't find a b*tch I want keep
I just wanna chase [?], mind my business
I bought a new chop same size as a miget
Yo' next n*gga won't be fly as I am
I touch more than a M wit' my hands
b*tch I only kept you 'round 'cause you got good throat
But I kick you to the curb 'cause I'm cutthroat

[Verse 4: Heembeezy]
Yeah
Baby you can kick rocks like a soccer kid
b*tch you know you ain't all that, stop poppin' it
She gives me good brain, no college kid
If she pretty in the face then I'm knocking a b*tch
She keep blowing my line
b*tch I'm in the field I don't got no time
Baby can I beat it up, if you don't mind
f*ck my feelings ima pour four lines
Yeah ight