Left Hand

Lyrics

[Intro] Hey, Lord Hey, Lord [Chorus: REASON] Glock on my hip, rocks on my wrist, perfect Knots on my shit, cock on your bitch, perfect Hopped in the whip, top off that bitch, perfect I hit a lick, I drank a fifth, swervin' [Post-Chorus: Zacari & REASON] Y'all don't really want smoke (No, no, no, no, yeah, no) Y'all don't really want smoke (No, no, no, no, yeah, woah) Y'all don't really want the smoke (No, no, no, no, yeah, woah) Y'all don't really want no smoke (No, oh, no, oh, yeah) [Verse 1: REASON & Isaiah Rashad] Look, I leave your shit on lean Drink no codeine (No) Money on protein Strapped like goalie Where I'm from, look, Top Dawg, Top Dawg Wait, home team, home team Got a whole bunch of hoes, it's a whole team Fuck a bitch and her friend and they both leave Y'all niggas always talkin' like hoes, always actin' like hoes Always dressin' like police Goddamn, drop a couple lil' rhymes, now they buggin' my phone Like a motherfuckin' dope fiend (Yeah) Wealthy Black king back, uh Workin' through it like a phase Drunk and high, vision hazy But still seein' through the fake shit, REAS' [Chorus: REASON] Glock on my hip, rocks on my wrist, perfect Knots on my shit, cock on your bitch, perfect Hopped in the whip, top off that bitch, perfect I hit a lick, I drank a fifth, swervin' [Post-Chorus: Zacari & REASON] Y'all don't really want smoke (No, no, no, no, yeah, no) Y'all don't really want smoke (No, no, no, no, woah) Y'all don't really want the smoke (No, woah) Y'all don't really want no smoke (No, oh, no, oh, yeah) [Interlude: REASON] Yeah REAS' (Trippy) Ayy [Verse 2: REASON] Yeah, send niggas packin' for trips I hit a shot when I want, these niggas actually miss It's like I'm workin' on it with my ex, you know I'm back in this bitch Niggas came from the crack gettin' flipped Now it's crack verses all in a nigga songs Push a bid and I done grown, uh Zillow shoppin' for a home, uh, niggas starin' at the throne You know you made it when hatred is buildin', my enemies get along, yeah Gossipin' over the phone, yeah, ain't even did nothin' wrong, yeah Well, shit, maybe that be the problem Been livin' stress-free, no drama Circle tighter than the top of a bottle Work for it, never coddled Built the blueprints for the come up, come study the model I'm gettin' head from a model She feel like it's an investment, I gotta respect it NDA given, she signed it in seconds A hunnid bands so I hope she neglect it and tell it all Niggas ain't better, let's bet it all I learned some trade secrets, 'bout to leak it Go back to the hood, give a seminar I learned the difference from legends and GOATs Off a one-hour session with Kenny, y'all I learned the difference from hoes and a queen From the moment me and Nesha been apart I was livin' dark, I was in a vault Havin' different thoughts, I was down bad, I was written off Bad vibes in the air, feelin' like I went to pick 'em off I ain't have a couple pennies Now I'm gettin' pennies on dollars for niggas thoughts She wanna swallow my dreams Spit it back at me, her friend come and lick it off My, my, shit changed, what you think a nigga workin' for? She don't even know my name, so this head that I'm gettin' ain't personal All part of the game, livin' easy but it hurts to go Money comin' with the fame, put your money on the game REAS'