No Huddle

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[Intro] Yeah, look It's Lefty Gunplay OTR, bouley superstar Best ese rapper, look, yeah (I'm rich, bitch) [Verse] I think we make a perfect couple, what you think, I'm trouble? Heart of a lion, I'm a soldier in the fuckin' jungle Don't wear my heart on my feet 'cause every day is a struggle And every time my name get brought up, they think I'm in trouble (Uh-oh) No Russell Wilson, no Ciara, I don't wanna cuddle I'm like the ese YG, four hundred up in the duffle I'm callin' plays for OTR, in the fourth with no huddle (Omaha, hail mary) I never paid for a feature, I got it off the muscle I bought a bitch a BBL because she want her butt done And when they seen us in the Lambo, they all wanna fuck us Busta Rhymes, yeah I'm at the Crypto Arena with RJ and Ty Dolla \$ign First off, it's rest in peace to Mac Dre It's Gunplay, I had to do it for LA I'm feelin' myself every time I'm with the gang If you ain't from my city, then I can't even explain The same grade, the same age, we maintain That was my road dog and we became the same gang I feel like Chito Rana\$, baby, I want all the smoke I thank Soulless every single day that my ass ain't broke I remember I was in the trailer park without no hope (Straight up) I say a prayer every day, fuck them mobile homes And Soulless call me up every day like, "Your ass ain't home?" (Where you at?) I swear to God I'm home, naw, I'm with a 304 (I'm home, man) When we pull up to the light, everybody strapped (Grrah) Push-to-start the Ferrari, got a 9 up on my lap I'm sorry, mama, I'm starting to act worse than my dad (Oohwee) I swear to God I wish my daughter had a better dad (Who, me?) They call me Lefty Gunplay, on the gang, I know I'm that (It's Lefty Gunplay) I'm Boosie Badazz in the hood, famous and I'm strapped And I don't need nobody, bitch, I bust my own gun My left wrist froze, my right wrist froze from the neck up (Bling, bling) And fuck a bitch, I be trippin' 'bout a check, cuz (Yeah) Check yourself 'fore you wreck yourself, on the set, cuz Go, DJ, and that's my DJ (What?) And Benjirow, that's my motherfuckin' DJ Yeah, the hottest ese up under the sun On the gang, I got drafted to OTR because I been the one (First-round draft pick) Yeah, the chosen one (Yeah), the bouley on (That's me) All these bitches on my dick and they so fuckin' sprung [Outro] It's OTR, R, bouley superstar, yeah I'm so Sur, I don't need no motherfuckin' bodyguard, like Yeah, what? One of the only rappers, you could believe everything they motherfucking told you It's Lefty Gunplay, yeah Famous gangbanger Running it up from like Tuesday to Tuesday Yeah, what? And we some famous gangbangers I made it, mama, look Whole lotta gang shit Yeah, that's it Free the squeeze team, that's it Go 'head Free the blue dream, haha Run that shit up (DJ VIP)
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- Lefty Gunplay