West to Da East
I walk in the club, I'm high as a motherfucker (Cash)
I think I just saw a lil' alien, ayy (What the fuck?)
I'm puttin' bands on opp nigga head thinkin' they Baron Davis
Big booty bitch and it shakin' like jello
Fourth quarter clutch and I shoot it like Melo
Catch me at Shell, I'm servin' that petro
My phone slappin' like I work at Metro
Every freak ho wanna suck me dry
Ho, where I'm from all the real niggas die, huh
All these raps, what it look like?
Catch us a opp, I'ma give him a facial, huh
Forever kept this shit a hunnid
Drippin' too hard for somebody to fuck with the vibe
I just be sippin' that drank
I just been thinkin' 'bout all my niggas in the
Sippin' that drank shit, yellow and purple, ayy
Just like I play for the Lakers, ayy
Glock 24 and it's all in my gym shorts, Paul George at the Pacers
Shoot like the old lil' D Wade
Chopper heat up, let it heat, got a heat wave
Miss, we gon' spin back like a DJ
Got the bitch throwin' shit back like a replay
Bitch, let me play with that monkey (Come here)
On them percs I move just like a zombie, huh
Let a fuck nigga play with my money, huh (On god)
Come and spend with the hunnid (Skrrt)
Whoever with you, they can get it
We came in the game for a motherfuckin' ticket (Oh, for real)
We blowin' exotic, ain't never on midget (Nah, for real)
Bro servin' that girl, we just nicknamed her Bridgette
I'm smokin' exotic, line hoes, they got guapo
Nigga want beef and get wrapped like a taco
I put a lot of cheese in that bitch, they ain't nachos
My hand in the pot like a big ass pot roast
You niggas my sons like they play for Phoenix
Bought my green light Stanley, the candy steaming
I'm 'bout to make it to heaven, pull up in a Demon
Ayy, I'm havin' sauce like seasonin'
Huh, no cap bad bitch, get her fucked
With hunnid and some shots, ain't no point even duckin'
Ain't got a perc, ain't no point even fuckin'
I'm sippin' on Ac', I don't sip Robitussin
Huh, got the streets on lock no key
We'll lose at the house like I play for the Heat
One thing for certain, I'm playin' for keeps
I fuck with the real from the West to the East, let's go
I think I just saw a lil' alien, ayy (What the fuck?)
I'm puttin' bands on opp nigga head thinkin' they Baron Davis
Big booty bitch and it shakin' like jello
Fourth quarter clutch and I shoot it like Melo
Catch me at Shell, I'm servin' that petro
My phone slappin' like I work at Metro
Every freak ho wanna suck me dry
Ho, where I'm from all the real niggas die, huh
All these raps, what it look like?
Catch us a opp, I'ma give him a facial, huh
Forever kept this shit a hunnid
Drippin' too hard for somebody to fuck with the vibe
I just be sippin' that drank
I just been thinkin' 'bout all my niggas in the
Sippin' that drank shit, yellow and purple, ayy
Just like I play for the Lakers, ayy
Glock 24 and it's all in my gym shorts, Paul George at the Pacers
Shoot like the old lil' D Wade
Chopper heat up, let it heat, got a heat wave
Miss, we gon' spin back like a DJ
Got the bitch throwin' shit back like a replay
Bitch, let me play with that monkey (Come here)
On them percs I move just like a zombie, huh
Let a fuck nigga play with my money, huh (On god)
Come and spend with the hunnid (Skrrt)
Whoever with you, they can get it
We came in the game for a motherfuckin' ticket (Oh, for real)
We blowin' exotic, ain't never on midget (Nah, for real)
Bro servin' that girl, we just nicknamed her Bridgette
I'm smokin' exotic, line hoes, they got guapo
Nigga want beef and get wrapped like a taco
I put a lot of cheese in that bitch, they ain't nachos
My hand in the pot like a big ass pot roast
You niggas my sons like they play for Phoenix
Bought my green light Stanley, the candy steaming
I'm 'bout to make it to heaven, pull up in a Demon
Ayy, I'm havin' sauce like seasonin'
Huh, no cap bad bitch, get her fucked
With hunnid and some shots, ain't no point even duckin'
Ain't got a perc, ain't no point even fuckin'
I'm sippin' on Ac', I don't sip Robitussin
Huh, got the streets on lock no key
We'll lose at the house like I play for the Heat
One thing for certain, I'm playin' for keeps
I fuck with the real from the West to the East, let's go
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Writer(s): Yaven Mauldin, Alain Valerius
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