East World

World east world east WORLD
East

Tell me when to stop tell me I'll be ok
I be gettin' knots countin' guap for days
Chevy ridin' high Maserati coup yay
Groupers in the boat roarin' in (yuh) wave after wave

Yea they big ballin' round me
They got them rollie presidentials with the rocks surroundin'
Im prowlin' finessin' every plug in the south
MB who they goin' be buggin' about (yuh)
Fk your clout

World east world east WORLD
East

Pulled up to Kith
With your bitch
Smoke in the whip
Unload at the dock
With the Glock
Finna get da guap
Dead presidents is all I got, a lot
They all stocked in the pillow case (nike box)
Haters watch
Stacks, fuck you mean?
The Willie Beamen of my team
Never looking back
Infrared sight scenes with beams
Ka-ta-kush!
Love and lust for bucks
Get the green
Got me feeling so green
Hulk for the C.R.E.A.M
Cash rules everything around a young spic
Trapped in M-I-YAY finna eh eh runaway
Me n my drawls no companion like Kaws
I need a lambo when I floss (yuh)
Ammo and camouflage, a sawed off was all they saw
Identity crisis and I'm the nicest
This is a heist bitch
This is the Bible
This is primal
This is Selena hittin' the high note
Clutchin' a bible for survival
Whoa, yuh!
Pusha T got me intrigued (grinding)
No ones truly seen me since I was 23
Said they spotted me out at South Beach
With some Kelly Kapowski's
A Romeo with uzi techs finger fuckin' Juliets
Yuh yuh!

World east world east WORLD
East

Tell me when to stop tell me i'll be ok
I be gettin' knots countin' guap for days
Chevy ridin' high Maserati coup yay
Groupers in the boat roarin' in (yuh) wave after wave

East (all around me) World
(With the rocks surroundin' eh)
(Yuh) East world yuh
Fk your clout

World east world east WORLD
East
Tell me when to stop tell me ill be ok
East world
Chevy ridin' high Maserati coup
East world

East world



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Writer(s): Manolo Bateman, Michael Orta
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