Uh, uh
Let’s get it westside
M-m-m-my style flossed, b#tch i don’t ask what it cost
Couldn’t care less how i get my point across
Squad carry big sticks like we play lacrosse
When we come around, hear a round of applause
G-g-gangstas move in silence like the g up in lasagna
She said that’s the homies, i said b#tch that’s the armada
Spend on stupid sh#t, porque no es nada
But we boutta blow up, like we were granadas
Don and leo told me to hop on the track i’m like okay
Cops pullin up both ways, oh sh#t i don’t want no case
She a bad influencе remind me of my old days
Tryna take my lifе, come and see what the pole say
It go
*grra grra grra grra grra*
For real it do
Stereo up, windows down when i’m in the coupe
Baby stop tryna drop my pants when i’m in the stu
N*gga throwin up hands now he lookin for his tooth
Heavy t pull up with ganja, now we smokin like rastas
She be on my linguini, shawty fiendin for this, pasta
Yes you dropped a track but it was borin, you lost us
Go back to your 9 to 5 n*gga you lost us
Eat the backwood like a snicker bar, now it hittin hard
You see me whip a whip, you know that sh#t is an expensive car
I just sold a pack to a n*gga behind a mini-mart
You not a b#tch but god damn, you can play the part
Man down, tell him get up
Too much beef on my plate, b#tch i’m fed up
Talk sh#t, i don’t really hate
Really tryna get my bread up, boy you better catch up, uh
Lookin at my moves for a mess up
Got your guard down but i really got my head up
W-w-want shade get a curtain in the room, wake up
I could really pick a view
Money rain down, pay-per-view
All up on my phone she ain’t picking you, she plan on ditching you
Yeah ash i could pikachus
Back up, getting rid of you
Turnt up, we forgetting you
In the stu, got a stick, i don’t really play pool
Skrt up in the whip, ice on so we cool (skrt skrt skrt)
I hop in your optics, the god is crossin mission street
Gotta get it g on my way to chew through, and rip a beat
Last week, me and the team was eatin for 7 hours back to back in the lab
While you remain lack, slash lackin swag, it’s sad
You got no drive, like a cab of the backend, yeah bruh
The dragon has entered, spittin flames, rippin names, and strippin babes
We live different mane
This sh#t changes every day kid
But when i make it i’m giving back to my main clique
Them who at two we was hangin, 2022, new year’s and we still hangin b#tch!
M-m-m-my style flossed, b#tch i don’t ask what it cost
Couldn’t care less how i get my point across
Squad carry big sticks like we play lacrosse
When we come around, hear a round of applause
G-g-gangstas move in silence like the g up in lasagna
She said that’s the homies, i said b#tch that’s the armada
Spend on stupid sh#t, porque no es nada
But we boutta blow up, like we were granadas
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