Manifest Destiny
Yeah - Manifest Destiny
"Logy on the beat so it's a banger"
You know we fuck off on this West Coast shit - right?
I'm realistic, I know if you drain the water off this motherfucker we're on a ball
And I'm the king of it all
Fuck West Coast I own the hemisphere
Worldview King Lear street Shakespeare
Let me put something in your ear
I'm specific to the Pacific land of the pioneer
Fuck West Coast I own the hemisphere
My whole city put weed in the atmosphere
We sippin' Rainer and Belvedere
King of West Coast land of the pioneer
I got a good feeling this is my year
I got a good feeling I'mma have a career
One day I'll be out here, talking into the mirror
Asking: "who is the finest at wining and dining the vagina in China?"
And the mirror will say me man - I'll own all the flyest gear
I'll be working these bitches like a puppeteer
Be in her ear like "look it here"
Then hang out the window get the bitch to steer
At the side show rep like a turf buccaneer
Live Trash Die Scum live with no fear
My engine is screaming so I gotta shift gears
Slide the bitch back to the passenger
And I noticed that she left me a smear
The danger got her wet
All bitches want to fuck in the turbo 'vette
Said I was going to toss her salad
Put a fork in her she smells like vinaigrette
Fuck West Coast I own the hemisphere
Worldview King Lear street Shakespeare
Let me put something in your ear
I'm specific to the Pacific land of the pioneer
Fuck West Coast I own the hemisphere
My whole city put weed in the atmosphere
We sippin' Rainer and Belvedere
King of West Coast land of the pioneer
I stash more cash than a cashier
Out here with delusions of grandeur
I'm a bad boy like Bill Laimbeer with cauliflower ear
The way I steer and veer in this Range Rover
I'll be talking to the police like an auctioneer
"Buck sixity-fifty-five four hundred bdbdbdb"
All clear
My bandolier sparkle like a chandelier
I used to racketeer on this frontier
Now I'm known to domineer
They wonderin' if my veneer is sincere
Then they see me treat a bitch like a souvenir
By the time I get home she'll never reappear
If you see me out here, drinking beers like Rainer
You better not try to come over and say cheers
Because my second hand smokes and I ain't talking no cigarette
Leave your body in the streets your last outfit is a chalk silhouette
Fuck West Coast I own the hemisphere
Worldview King Lear street Shakespeare
Let me put something in your ear
I'm specific to the Pacific land of the pioneer
Fuck West Coast I own the hemisphere
My whole city put weed in the atmosphere
We sippin' Rainer and Belvedere
King of West Coast land of the pioneer
"Logy on the beat so it's a banger"
You know we fuck off on this West Coast shit - right?
I'm realistic, I know if you drain the water off this motherfucker we're on a ball
And I'm the king of it all
Fuck West Coast I own the hemisphere
Worldview King Lear street Shakespeare
Let me put something in your ear
I'm specific to the Pacific land of the pioneer
Fuck West Coast I own the hemisphere
My whole city put weed in the atmosphere
We sippin' Rainer and Belvedere
King of West Coast land of the pioneer
I got a good feeling this is my year
I got a good feeling I'mma have a career
One day I'll be out here, talking into the mirror
Asking: "who is the finest at wining and dining the vagina in China?"
And the mirror will say me man - I'll own all the flyest gear
I'll be working these bitches like a puppeteer
Be in her ear like "look it here"
Then hang out the window get the bitch to steer
At the side show rep like a turf buccaneer
Live Trash Die Scum live with no fear
My engine is screaming so I gotta shift gears
Slide the bitch back to the passenger
And I noticed that she left me a smear
The danger got her wet
All bitches want to fuck in the turbo 'vette
Said I was going to toss her salad
Put a fork in her she smells like vinaigrette
Fuck West Coast I own the hemisphere
Worldview King Lear street Shakespeare
Let me put something in your ear
I'm specific to the Pacific land of the pioneer
Fuck West Coast I own the hemisphere
My whole city put weed in the atmosphere
We sippin' Rainer and Belvedere
King of West Coast land of the pioneer
I stash more cash than a cashier
Out here with delusions of grandeur
I'm a bad boy like Bill Laimbeer with cauliflower ear
The way I steer and veer in this Range Rover
I'll be talking to the police like an auctioneer
"Buck sixity-fifty-five four hundred bdbdbdb"
All clear
My bandolier sparkle like a chandelier
I used to racketeer on this frontier
Now I'm known to domineer
They wonderin' if my veneer is sincere
Then they see me treat a bitch like a souvenir
By the time I get home she'll never reappear
If you see me out here, drinking beers like Rainer
You better not try to come over and say cheers
Because my second hand smokes and I ain't talking no cigarette
Leave your body in the streets your last outfit is a chalk silhouette
Fuck West Coast I own the hemisphere
Worldview King Lear street Shakespeare
Let me put something in your ear
I'm specific to the Pacific land of the pioneer
Fuck West Coast I own the hemisphere
My whole city put weed in the atmosphere
We sippin' Rainer and Belvedere
King of West Coast land of the pioneer
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Writer(s): Bj Dehut
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