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Left Out Video (MV)




Performed By: Rick Racks
Length: 3:28
Written by: Erick Garofolo




Rick Racks - Left Out Lyrics




I feel left out, pull up with the wes out
Can a nigga get some weed
Cause nigga I feel stressed out
Chain hang with the gang, got my chest out
You looking for your girl at night, that lil bitch she crept out
I feel left out, pull up with the Wes out
Can a nigga get some weed
Cause nigga I feel stressed out
Chain hang with the gang, got my chest out
You looking for your girl at night, that lil bitch she crept out

Yea my diamonds bite, my shit got my neck on freeze
Gotta shawty from the projects, she got double d's
I don't understand why people always sleep on me
Try to keep the peace but you are not a friend of me
Not a friend of mine, I got to much ice
Mix it with the sprite and we gon' have a good night
Gotta give back to the projects, keep my hood right
Hit em with that left and told that nigga good night

Speakin of good night, quick grease put that bitch to sleep
Got Balenciaga, Raf Simons on my jeans
Raf Simons jeans, no chromosomes
F*ck that bitch she gave me dome, then I sent her home

I just be focused
Niggas really need to know this
So don't hit my line if you comin with that hoe shit
Gotta .25 in the back got me ballin like D Rose bitch
You know this, Off-White on the coat bitch
You would think I got soup, the way these bitches blowin
Make your bitch go missing, no hocus no pocus
Gotta new chick, gotta old chick
Red bone, shawty glowin
Just don't dick ride when you see a nigga neck, golden and frozen

Bitches they all on my dick
I might just pull up and shoot with the clip
V12, I pull up in a whip
See 12, all my niggas we dip
Gold digging bitch not my type
Pull up on em, and white like wipe
Press a nigga, on-sight on-sight
Gimme face time, not no Skype

Bitch I'm sorry
I been caught up in my head so much lately
I'm grinding till I got that ice on me, VV
Nigga talkin we pull up with them red beams, put a nigga on TV
I been patient, my head so f*cked up I feel like a patient
So I just spark up and cruise in a spaceship
These niggas opps, seen bros turn into some agents, some agents

I feel left out, pull up with the wes out
Can a nigga get some weed
Cause nigga I feel stressed out
Chain hang with the gang, got my chest out
You looking for your girl at night, that lil bitch she crept out
I feel left out, pull up with the Wes out
Can a nigga get some weed
Cause nigga I feel stressed out
Chain hang with the gang, got my chest out
You looking for your girl at night, that lil bitch she crept out
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I feel left out, pull up with the wes out
Can a nigga get some weed
Cause nigga I feel stressed out
Chain hang with the gang, got my chest out
You looking for your girl at night, that lil bitch she crept out
I feel left out, pull up with the Wes out
Can a nigga get some weed
Cause nigga I feel stressed out
Chain hang with the gang, got my chest out
You looking for your girl at night, that lil bitch she crept out

Yea my diamonds bite, my shit got my neck on freeze
Gotta shawty from the projects, she got double d's
I don't understand why people always sleep on me
Try to keep the peace but you are not a friend of me
Not a friend of mine, I got to much ice
Mix it with the sprite and we gon' have a good night
Gotta give back to the projects, keep my hood right
Hit em with that left and told that nigga good night

Speakin of good night, quick grease put that bitch to sleep
Got Balenciaga, Raf Simons on my jeans
Raf Simons jeans, no chromosomes
F*ck that bitch she gave me dome, then I sent her home

I just be focused
Niggas really need to know this
So don't hit my line if you comin with that hoe shit
Gotta .25 in the back got me ballin like D Rose bitch
You know this, Off-White on the coat bitch
You would think I got soup, the way these bitches blowin
Make your bitch go missing, no hocus no pocus
Gotta new chick, gotta old chick
Red bone, shawty glowin
Just don't dick ride when you see a nigga neck, golden and frozen

Bitches they all on my dick
I might just pull up and shoot with the clip
V12, I pull up in a whip
See 12, all my niggas we dip
Gold digging bitch not my type
Pull up on em, and white like wipe
Press a nigga, on-sight on-sight
Gimme face time, not no Skype

Bitch I'm sorry
I been caught up in my head so much lately
I'm grinding till I got that ice on me, VV
Nigga talkin we pull up with them red beams, put a nigga on TV
I been patient, my head so f*cked up I feel like a patient
So I just spark up and cruise in a spaceship
These niggas opps, seen bros turn into some agents, some agents

I feel left out, pull up with the wes out
Can a nigga get some weed
Cause nigga I feel stressed out
Chain hang with the gang, got my chest out
You looking for your girl at night, that lil bitch she crept out
I feel left out, pull up with the Wes out
Can a nigga get some weed
Cause nigga I feel stressed out
Chain hang with the gang, got my chest out
You looking for your girl at night, that lil bitch she crept out
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Writer: Erick Garofolo
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