Westside Story
Baby girl believe me
None this shit is easy
Eyes behind my back incase a nigga finna sneak me
I be in that pussy when I'm done, I'm feeling sleepy
She be leaking Fiji
Gotta fuck her weekly
If you gone creep be a lil more sneaky
Looking from the back and everything looked peachy
Fucked the first night I was tryna keep it PC
Had to take part in it
She was throwing PC
Fuck you like you mine but you not
At the bar blow a bag in the spot
I was moving dolo, I was moving shiny
Giving hoes trust that's nuts coulda lined me
Call it bad timing
Pussy diamond hada slide in
Hada spin block homicide it
Incoming sirens niggas tried it
Know my niggas down for the excitement
It's O.T.G hoes lying
It's A.B.E that's final
Niggas outside who's hiding
Ever see me in the club change climates
Tennis on my neck too blinding
Looking like a check who signed him
Leave a nigga sick no virus
Had enough of these champagne prices
Pussy priceless appetizing
Took everything off cause the tempt rising
Throw it right to me be the best I hit
This a love story with a west side bitch
Still taking shots know my best might miss
Living with a scar gotta move like this
Bussing down a cross tryna move righteous
Gotta keep yours cause the sides gone switch
Waiting at home plate telling hoes slide
Niggas press back when you show them the iron
Get on track and black like Kodak
Only trust gang these hoes be lying
Niggas in the street like traffic
Can't stop now too active
She can't be mine too savage
A bitch getting rich off lashes
If her bar lit, you can't tell that broad shit
Mixing light and dark yeah
That's gone make you nauseous
We just fuck bitch we don't talk
This kind of vibe don't die
Disrespect gang then it's beyond us
Niggas can't save your life
It's O.T.G hoes lying
It's A.B.E that's final
Niggas outside who's hiding
Ever see me in the club change climates
Tennis on my neck too blinding
Looking like a check who signed him
Leave a nigga sick no virus
Had enough of these champagne prices
Tennis on my neck too blinding
Looking like a check who signed him
Leave a nigga sick no virus
Had enough of these champagne prices
None this shit is easy
Eyes behind my back incase a nigga finna sneak me
I be in that pussy when I'm done, I'm feeling sleepy
She be leaking Fiji
Gotta fuck her weekly
If you gone creep be a lil more sneaky
Looking from the back and everything looked peachy
Fucked the first night I was tryna keep it PC
Had to take part in it
She was throwing PC
Fuck you like you mine but you not
At the bar blow a bag in the spot
I was moving dolo, I was moving shiny
Giving hoes trust that's nuts coulda lined me
Call it bad timing
Pussy diamond hada slide in
Hada spin block homicide it
Incoming sirens niggas tried it
Know my niggas down for the excitement
It's O.T.G hoes lying
It's A.B.E that's final
Niggas outside who's hiding
Ever see me in the club change climates
Tennis on my neck too blinding
Looking like a check who signed him
Leave a nigga sick no virus
Had enough of these champagne prices
Pussy priceless appetizing
Took everything off cause the tempt rising
Throw it right to me be the best I hit
This a love story with a west side bitch
Still taking shots know my best might miss
Living with a scar gotta move like this
Bussing down a cross tryna move righteous
Gotta keep yours cause the sides gone switch
Waiting at home plate telling hoes slide
Niggas press back when you show them the iron
Get on track and black like Kodak
Only trust gang these hoes be lying
Niggas in the street like traffic
Can't stop now too active
She can't be mine too savage
A bitch getting rich off lashes
If her bar lit, you can't tell that broad shit
Mixing light and dark yeah
That's gone make you nauseous
We just fuck bitch we don't talk
This kind of vibe don't die
Disrespect gang then it's beyond us
Niggas can't save your life
It's O.T.G hoes lying
It's A.B.E that's final
Niggas outside who's hiding
Ever see me in the club change climates
Tennis on my neck too blinding
Looking like a check who signed him
Leave a nigga sick no virus
Had enough of these champagne prices
Tennis on my neck too blinding
Looking like a check who signed him
Leave a nigga sick no virus
Had enough of these champagne prices
Credits
Writer(s): Tyrell Phillip
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