Wiz Khalifa – Left (feat. Yo Gotti) Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa – Left (feat. Yo Gotti) Lyrics
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Wiz Khalifa (feat. Yo Gotti)
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    "Left." - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Yo Gotti)

    Album: Cabin Fever 3
    Track No: 10
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,  yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go, uh
    I done smoked weed with the best of them
    I got me more money than the rest of them
    I'm just doin' big things I'm finessin' them
    Real ****, ain't too many left of 'em
    Left of 'em, ain't too many left of 'em
    Left of 'em, ain't too many left of 'em
    I'm just doin' big things I'm finessin' them
    Real ****, ain't too many left of 'em
    Weed and some gin, weed and some gin
    She wanna fuck me and her friend, me and her friend
    Be there once, won't be there again, be there again
    Fuck her once, then seen in a wind, all these Benjamins
    Got me spendin' cake like a **** baked it
    Stay away from all the hate, I don't do the fake shit
    I got more money to make and soon as I make it
    I'ma split it with my gang, sorry if you ain't in
    Rollin' weed up on the plane, only smokin' papers
    Run up on your main bitch, teach her how to take dick
    She ain't even say shit, other **** basic
    I'm on some outer space shit, come and ride my spaceship
    Fucked her and she came quick
    I done smoked weed with the best of them
    I got me more money than the rest of them
    I'm just doin' big things I'm finessin' them
    Real ****, ain't too many left of 'em
    Left of 'em, ain't too many left of 'em
    Left of 'em, ain't too many left of 'em
    I'm just doin' big things I'm finessin' them
    Real ****, ain't too many left of 'em
    I'm intact, I can't fuck with you fuckboys
    I'm multi, Tiffany my new toy
    Just pulled up in a foreign with a foreigner
    Your bitch textin' my phone but I'm ignorin' her
    I guess it goes down in the DM
    Now I'm burnin' head in the PM
    Havin' problems in your house, it might be my fault
    I just knocked yo bitch, on a I Hawk
    Fuck a hater, get some money, yeah, them my thoughts
    Brown bags in the closet, that's my fault
    Bitches fuckin' for designer, **** killin' for attention
    Talkin' million dollar shit, when they ain't never seen a million
    I done smoked weed with the best of them
    I got me more money than the rest of them
    I'm just doin' big things I'm finessin' them
    Real ****, ain't too many left of 'em
    Left of 'em, ain't too many left of 'em
    Left of 'em, ain't too many left of 'em
    I'm just doin' big things I'm finessin' them
    Real ****, ain't too many left of 'em

    Writer(s): Wiz Khalifa.

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