Left hand, on the wheel
Right hand, on the glock
No lacking No lacking
Red light I wont stop
Extendo, on the clip
Crisco, get popped
Yo bitch she a thot
She in love with my cock
Pass her, off
Lil bro gone catch it
Iball not cuffing no hoes
I thought that you got the message
Burberry all on my next bitch
Diamonds on me they caressing
Ain't no mo stressing
Don't give a f*ck bout my exes
They mad at me cause flexing
Bigger than Texas
Give me the neck ain't sexing
Turn off my phone ain't no texting
No no no texting
Diamonds be dancing
Bury a nigga he resting iball don't Condone disrespecting
I'm the type nigga that run in yo house leave you stanking
Then tell the kids that you are resting!
I'm type Nigga that f*ck on yo bitch cut her off t
Then I'm probably gone f*ck on her
Bestfriend!
I do not know why these niggas be hating
I pop a pill, smoke a blunt now I'm faded
She broke my heart and she left me so jaded
Left me so jaded, now I get faded
I hit that jackpot like I an in Vegas
Hit from the back and she calling me baby
Want me to nut in her, no no no babies
Say pretty please so I told that hoe maybe
Hit from the back that's the teaches of peaches
Coupe came all white but the inside is Reece's
Ain't no mo cuffing I'm giving out leases
Only a month baby take it or leave it
Huh?
Take it or leave it hoe
Diamonds, that's snow
Shining, I glow
Two glocks, let's go!
She ride me, full throttle
Suck me, like a bottle
No insta, I can't follow!
Iball not cuffing no hoes
I thought that you got the message
Iball not cuffing no hoes
I thought that you got the message
Iball not cuffing no hoes
I thought that you got the message
Iball not cuffing no hoes
I thought that you got the message!
Burberry all on my next bitch
Diamonds on me they caressing
Ain't no mo stressing
Don't give a f*ck bout my exes
They mad at me cause flexing
Bigger than Texas
I'm the type nigga that run in yo house leave you stanking
Then tell the kids that you are resting
I'm type Nigga that f*ck on yo bitch cut her off
Then I'm probably gone f*ck on her
Bestfriend
Huh?
Iball!
Iball - Left Hand (feat. Alter Ego) Lyrics
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Left hand, on the wheel
Right hand, on the glock
No lacking No lacking
Red light I wont stop
Extendo, on the clip
Crisco, get popped
Yo bitch she a thot
She in love with my cock
Pass her, off
Lil bro gone catch it
Iball not cuffing no hoes
I thought that you got the message
Burberry all on my next bitch
Diamonds on me they caressing
Ain't no mo stressing
Don't give a f*ck bout my exes
They mad at me cause flexing
Bigger than Texas
Give me the neck ain't sexing
Turn off my phone ain't no texting
No no no texting
Diamonds be dancing
Bury a nigga he resting iball don't Condone disrespecting
I'm the type nigga that run in yo house leave you stanking
Then tell the kids that you are resting!
I'm type Nigga that f*ck on yo bitch cut her off t
Then I'm probably gone f*ck on her
Bestfriend!
I do not know why these niggas be hating
I pop a pill, smoke a blunt now I'm faded
She broke my heart and she left me so jaded
Left me so jaded, now I get faded
I hit that jackpot like I an in Vegas
Hit from the back and she calling me baby
Want me to nut in her, no no no babies
Say pretty please so I told that hoe maybe
Hit from the back that's the teaches of peaches
Coupe came all white but the inside is Reece's
Ain't no mo cuffing I'm giving out leases
Only a month baby take it or leave it
Huh?
Take it or leave it hoe
Diamonds, that's snow
Shining, I glow
Two glocks, let's go!
She ride me, full throttle
Suck me, like a bottle
No insta, I can't follow!
Iball not cuffing no hoes
I thought that you got the message
Iball not cuffing no hoes
I thought that you got the message
Iball not cuffing no hoes
I thought that you got the message
Iball not cuffing no hoes
I thought that you got the message!
Burberry all on my next bitch
Diamonds on me they caressing
Ain't no mo stressing
Don't give a f*ck bout my exes
They mad at me cause flexing
Bigger than Texas
I'm the type nigga that run in yo house leave you stanking
Then tell the kids that you are resting
I'm type Nigga that f*ck on yo bitch cut her off
Then I'm probably gone f*ck on her
Bestfriend
Huh?
Iball!
Right hand, on the glock
No lacking No lacking
Red light I wont stop
Extendo, on the clip
Crisco, get popped
Yo bitch she a thot
She in love with my cock
Pass her, off
Lil bro gone catch it
Iball not cuffing no hoes
I thought that you got the message
Burberry all on my next bitch
Diamonds on me they caressing
Ain't no mo stressing
Don't give a f*ck bout my exes
They mad at me cause flexing
Bigger than Texas
Give me the neck ain't sexing
Turn off my phone ain't no texting
No no no texting
Diamonds be dancing
Bury a nigga he resting iball don't Condone disrespecting
I'm the type nigga that run in yo house leave you stanking
Then tell the kids that you are resting!
I'm type Nigga that f*ck on yo bitch cut her off t
Then I'm probably gone f*ck on her
Bestfriend!
I do not know why these niggas be hating
I pop a pill, smoke a blunt now I'm faded
She broke my heart and she left me so jaded
Left me so jaded, now I get faded
I hit that jackpot like I an in Vegas
Hit from the back and she calling me baby
Want me to nut in her, no no no babies
Say pretty please so I told that hoe maybe
Hit from the back that's the teaches of peaches
Coupe came all white but the inside is Reece's
Ain't no mo cuffing I'm giving out leases
Only a month baby take it or leave it
Huh?
Take it or leave it hoe
Diamonds, that's snow
Shining, I glow
Two glocks, let's go!
She ride me, full throttle
Suck me, like a bottle
No insta, I can't follow!
Iball not cuffing no hoes
I thought that you got the message
Iball not cuffing no hoes
I thought that you got the message
Iball not cuffing no hoes
I thought that you got the message
Iball not cuffing no hoes
I thought that you got the message!
Burberry all on my next bitch
Diamonds on me they caressing
Ain't no mo stressing
Don't give a f*ck bout my exes
They mad at me cause flexing
Bigger than Texas
I'm the type nigga that run in yo house leave you stanking
Then tell the kids that you are resting
I'm type Nigga that f*ck on yo bitch cut her off
Then I'm probably gone f*ck on her
Bestfriend
Huh?
Iball!
Writer: Isaac Gillum
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid