Grand Park Inn

Lyrics

[Intro: Lefty Gunplay] Look, and what you doin'? Nothin', chillin' at the Holiday Inn (What up, Uce?) I think I'm chillin', homie with me and I'm fresh out the pen' I said I like the way she do it right there, it's Lefty Gunplay (DJ VIP) [Chorus: Lefty Gunplay] What you doin'? At the Grand Park Inn Who you with? Me and the homie and I'm fresh out the pen' What we gon' do? Bitch, I'ma smash, I'ma pass to the 'Gram Call me Lefty Gunplay, I been whippin' up bands What you doin'? Nothing, chilling at the Grand Park Inn Who you with? Me and the homie and I'm fresh out the pen' What we gon' do? I'ma slide up in that bitch's DM Lefty Gunplay, pretty boy whippin' the Benz [Post-Chorus: Lefty Gunplay] Yeah, look, and I'm ride for my hitter, dog Yeah, I take the time with my hitter And I'ma slide for my hitters I'll take your life with this pistol, dog (Look) [Verse 1: Lefty Gunplay] It's territory of the shooters, I'm ridin' 'round with killers (Grrah) And I'm from Kings Have Arrived, varrio nothin' but dealers (Gang shit) And I be slidin' for my section, take my life, dog (That's on my mama) I don't give a fuck, it's KHA all night, dog I ain't never ranked it or told nobody in my life (You a snitch) I got this bitch in Armani, I'm smashin' all night (Bad lil' bitch) I got this bitch in Isuzu, I don't wanna lose you (On my mama) Man, that ass is so fat, I feel like Drakeo the Ruler (Stinc Team) Roll bounce on my face, I'm just a nasty-ass ese (Gang, gang) I'm from the Violent Street Clique and boulevard, you know I'm frente (KHA) I'm frontlining shit, on my mama, I be trippin', though Pretty-boy-ass young ese, I'm in the kitchen, bro [Chorus: Lefty Gunplay] What you doin'? At the Grand Park Inn Who you with? Me and the homie and I'm fresh out the pen' What we gon' do? Bitch, I'ma smash, I'ma pass to the 'Gram Call me Lefty Gunplay, I been whippin' up bands What you doin'? Nothing, chilling at the Grand Park Inn Who you with? Me and the homie and I'm fresh out the pen' What we gon' do? I'ma slide up in that bitch's DM Lefty Gunplay, pretty boy whippin' the Benz [Verse 2: Skrilla] What you doin'? I pour four lines of the Trish in my drink (Wop, wop) What I'm doin'? Poppin' 30 milligrams 'til I faint (Ugh, ugh) Hit the gas, I go so fast, I bent the strike, I hit the jake (Skrrt) I burn the rubber, a Perky lover, Wockhardt drugger, what, you ain't? (Wop) SRT8 push to start, the whip don't need no key (Skrrt) VVS inside my Rolex watch, I spent a couple G's (Bling, bling) Honey bun put on a nigga head, we gon' go catch the B (Blaow) Father know he made a demon child, bitch, I'm the demon seed (Bitch, I'm the demon seed) Rockin' Fear of God, but I don't fear no God (Huh?) Pull up hangin' out the window, GTA, maxed-out G5 (Hrrt) Draco, Draco by my side, the binary Draco, double die Busy coolin' with the killers, I don't think that I could die Yeah, it's me (DJ VIP)