Lil Uzi Vert - Left Right Lyrics

So much ice around my neck, bitch I'm a rockstar
Foreign car, foreign broad oh my god
VVS diamonds shining on my arm
Crashing Bentley coupes, rolling off them bars
So much ice around my neck, bitch I'm a rockstar
Foreign car, foreign broad, oh my god
VVS diamonds shining on my arm
Crashing Bentley coupes, rolling off them bars

Um yeah, I was just in Miami
Yeah, guess who I f*cked on the beach
Yeah, guess who I f*cked on the beach
Yeah, guess who I f*cked on the beach
Yeah, diamonds that's all in my teeth
Yeah, VVS all in my ring
Yeah, Chanel, that's all in my feet, yeah
Um, that's double C, yeah
Walking with that pocket rocket, yeah
Singing to your bitch like I'm Carl Thomas, yeah
Looking at your chain, boy they false diamonds, yeah
Looking at my chain, boy that's all diamonds, yeah
I just went to 3 Peats, spent like 5 thousand, yeah
Cartier on my face, don't need no eye doctor, yeah
Hit that bitch from the side, yeah, I side-pipe her, yeah
Dabbin' in the name of love like the Pied Piper, yeah

Like that's right, bitch, better make that cash
Like that's right, bitch, better shake that ass
Like that's right, bitch (that's right)
That's right, bitch
Like that's right, bitch (that's right)
That's right, bitch
Like left, right, bitch (left, right)
Left, right, bitch
Like left, right, bitch (left, right)
Left, right, bitch
Like that's right, bitch, better shake that ass
Yeah that's right, bitch, better make that cash (yeah, ayy)

So much ice around my neck, bitch, I'm a rockstar
Foreign car, foreign broad, oh my God
VVS diamonds shining on my arm
Crashing Bentley coupes, rolling off them bars
So much ice around my neck, bitch, I'm a rockstar
Foreign car, foreign broad, oh my god (oh my God)
VVS diamonds shining on my arm
Crashing Bentley coupes, rolling off them bars

Left, right, bitch
Left, right, bitch
If a hoe can't get right, she get left right, bitch
Left, right, bitch
Left, right, bitch
I got cars, I got cars, yeah, left, right whip
I got hoes, I got hoes, yeah, left, right bitch
I got thots, I got thots, yeah, left, right tricks
Switching broads, switching broads, yeah, damn, I'm on some shit
Put my dick up on her, now she calling me, ain't talking 'bout no shit
Hoe, I'm off a bean, moon walking on my Micheal Jackson shit
Okay cool, okay cool, diamonds dancing on my wrist
Okay bool, okay bool but my nigga be a crip
Diamonds dancing like Beyonce got Ashanti on my wrist

Like that's right bitch, better make that cash
Like that's right bitch, better shake that ass
Like that's right bitch (that's right)
That's right bitch
Like that's right bitch (that's right)
That's right bitch
Like left, right bitch (left, right)
Left, right bitch
Like left, right bitch (left, right)
Left, right bitch
Like that's right bitch, better shake that ass
Yeah that's right bitch, better make that cash (yeah, ayy)