The West
Yeah I'm on the Westside nigga
Westside get the money, but I'm Eastside nigga
Yeah, uh
I laid it down, now she out like a light switch
Put her legs in the air like a pilot
NY summertime where the vibes is
Thursdays I show love out in Dyckman
Westside hear this knock, bet they like this
Show Cali some love, only right (uh)
No, I can't fall in love, not my type (uh)
Even play with the flu like I'm Mike (uh)
Scoreboard on my bullshit like Jordan is
Money bags on the way like I ordered it
Bills green like forests, tough like Chuck Norris is
New hundreds they sick bitch, they blue
Peel the top back, I rip off my roof (uh)
Niggas couldn't walk an inch in my suit (uh)
I took a deal just to beat that indictment
My New York Grapes let me sightsee on Dyckman
I got some scrapes from D.R., now they dykin'
Before we fuck I tell 'em let me see they license
It's like this 'cause we fightin'
Cases, had to take a deal just to see snowfall
I ain't really get too far past Texas, droppin' dope off
Flights to the East side get money
Flights to the West side, stay one hundred
You can see this drip when I walk
Lil' bitch this a boss when I talk
I mack down, spend a bag in Philippe
CYN took your girl, that's for keeps
Yeah that's facts, take your girl when we wanna (what?)
If I pass to the gang, she a goner (say what, what?)
If she come to the crib, she a goner (huh, huh)
Push to start, got no keys, that's a foreign (uh huh, uh huh)
Since young, CYN been the same gang (what, what?)
Stay low and stack dough and just maintain (what, what?)
I get money and my gang do the same thing
Gold Rollie, white face, that shit plain jane (uh huh, uh huh)
Count checks, I stack up like Eiffel
My wrist on ice, VV's, dance like Michael
Might just go blind, my lady don't like you
She not too nice, we get paid to fly to Paris, Dubai
I took a deal just to beat that indictment
My New York Grapes let me sightsee on Dyckman
I got some scrapes from D.R., now they dykin'
Before we fuck I tell 'em let me see they license
It's like this 'cause we fightin'
Cases, had to take a deal just to see snowfall
I ain't really get too far past Texas, droppin' dope off
Flights to the East side get money
Flights to the West side, stay one hundred
Westside get the money, but I'm Eastside nigga
Yeah, uh
I laid it down, now she out like a light switch
Put her legs in the air like a pilot
NY summertime where the vibes is
Thursdays I show love out in Dyckman
Westside hear this knock, bet they like this
Show Cali some love, only right (uh)
No, I can't fall in love, not my type (uh)
Even play with the flu like I'm Mike (uh)
Scoreboard on my bullshit like Jordan is
Money bags on the way like I ordered it
Bills green like forests, tough like Chuck Norris is
New hundreds they sick bitch, they blue
Peel the top back, I rip off my roof (uh)
Niggas couldn't walk an inch in my suit (uh)
I took a deal just to beat that indictment
My New York Grapes let me sightsee on Dyckman
I got some scrapes from D.R., now they dykin'
Before we fuck I tell 'em let me see they license
It's like this 'cause we fightin'
Cases, had to take a deal just to see snowfall
I ain't really get too far past Texas, droppin' dope off
Flights to the East side get money
Flights to the West side, stay one hundred
You can see this drip when I walk
Lil' bitch this a boss when I talk
I mack down, spend a bag in Philippe
CYN took your girl, that's for keeps
Yeah that's facts, take your girl when we wanna (what?)
If I pass to the gang, she a goner (say what, what?)
If she come to the crib, she a goner (huh, huh)
Push to start, got no keys, that's a foreign (uh huh, uh huh)
Since young, CYN been the same gang (what, what?)
Stay low and stack dough and just maintain (what, what?)
I get money and my gang do the same thing
Gold Rollie, white face, that shit plain jane (uh huh, uh huh)
Count checks, I stack up like Eiffel
My wrist on ice, VV's, dance like Michael
Might just go blind, my lady don't like you
She not too nice, we get paid to fly to Paris, Dubai
I took a deal just to beat that indictment
My New York Grapes let me sightsee on Dyckman
I got some scrapes from D.R., now they dykin'
Before we fuck I tell 'em let me see they license
It's like this 'cause we fightin'
Cases, had to take a deal just to see snowfall
I ain't really get too far past Texas, droppin' dope off
Flights to the East side get money
Flights to the West side, stay one hundred
Credits
Writer(s): Kasien Sandy, Jason Jackson, Vonce Johnson Ii, Christian Combs, Arya Bhasvar, Justin Combs
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