Welcome to the West (feat. Dj Battlecat)
Throw it up for the homies
In the khakis and chucks
It's Mila j in this bitch
Bout to act the fuck up
Pullin up on my opps in a Lambo truck
It's Killahpride worldwide
You can say that's us
West coast for ever
Better than any competitor
I'm a terror with these bars
I'm the best in America
Motha fucka you can call Tyrone and Erykah
On my Schwarzenegger shit
A bitch ah body a predator
The swag drip heavy
Forgive me for being petty
I ain't reach my apex yet
Y'all ain't ready
See the money fall from the sky like confetti
I'm in the hood servin 'em sweets like lil Debbie
6-4 impala my shoes is all chrome
Rollin stone
Where I kick off my shoes is my home
Mad latto
Grabba leaf sippin Patron
Spaced out in the zone
Originals can't be cloned
Heartbreaker bitch
You better cuff yo nigga
Cuz when I'm in the room
You can't trust yo nigga
Wettest of the West
I'm a gangsta in the flesh
I'm the bitch they try to emulate
Who want flex
You can't be serious homie
Game recognize game
Cuz where I come from they bang
They call me Supernova
My lines in your veins
Welcome to L.A
What set you claim
California
Yeah we in that golden state of mind
California
Nothin like that Cali sunshine
California
California
Nobody party they don't party
Like we party like we party
Welcome to the Westside
God damn it I can rhyme
Who fucking wit me
Pretty bitch squeeze 3
At your cherry m3
Bang any rap bitch easily
Young and I'm flawless
But I kick real shit like OG's
Slauson to Western
Normandie to Crenshaw
West Coast bitches where you at
This the roll call
City of the angels
Home of the face card
Hair bomb
Nails bomb
And the weed so bomb
I'm a God not a demigod
Spit church like a synagogue
Got bars to take out 10 of yall
Word to Snoop double g
I'm forever blue'd up
Bitches need to back the fuck up
Or get chewed up
R.I.P. Nipsey
Dodgers, Lakers
Rams ride with me
Put on for the city
Sip wit me
Till we pissy
Then walk in stilettos in pure form
Yeah I stay on my crispy
You can't be serious homie
Game recognize game
Cuz where I come from they bang
They call me Supernova
My lines in your veins
Welcome to L.A
What set you claim
California
Yeah we in that golden state of mind
California
Nothin like that Cali sunshine
California
California
Nobody party they don't party
Like we party like we party
Welcome to the Westside
Welcome Westside
Mila la la J
Mila la la J
Let's ride
Mila la la J
Mila la la J
Mila la la J
Let's ride
Mila la la J
Let's Roll
Mila la la J
Let's ride
Mila la la J
Let's roll
Let's ride
In the khakis and chucks
It's Mila j in this bitch
Bout to act the fuck up
Pullin up on my opps in a Lambo truck
It's Killahpride worldwide
You can say that's us
West coast for ever
Better than any competitor
I'm a terror with these bars
I'm the best in America
Motha fucka you can call Tyrone and Erykah
On my Schwarzenegger shit
A bitch ah body a predator
The swag drip heavy
Forgive me for being petty
I ain't reach my apex yet
Y'all ain't ready
See the money fall from the sky like confetti
I'm in the hood servin 'em sweets like lil Debbie
6-4 impala my shoes is all chrome
Rollin stone
Where I kick off my shoes is my home
Mad latto
Grabba leaf sippin Patron
Spaced out in the zone
Originals can't be cloned
Heartbreaker bitch
You better cuff yo nigga
Cuz when I'm in the room
You can't trust yo nigga
Wettest of the West
I'm a gangsta in the flesh
I'm the bitch they try to emulate
Who want flex
You can't be serious homie
Game recognize game
Cuz where I come from they bang
They call me Supernova
My lines in your veins
Welcome to L.A
What set you claim
California
Yeah we in that golden state of mind
California
Nothin like that Cali sunshine
California
California
Nobody party they don't party
Like we party like we party
Welcome to the Westside
God damn it I can rhyme
Who fucking wit me
Pretty bitch squeeze 3
At your cherry m3
Bang any rap bitch easily
Young and I'm flawless
But I kick real shit like OG's
Slauson to Western
Normandie to Crenshaw
West Coast bitches where you at
This the roll call
City of the angels
Home of the face card
Hair bomb
Nails bomb
And the weed so bomb
I'm a God not a demigod
Spit church like a synagogue
Got bars to take out 10 of yall
Word to Snoop double g
I'm forever blue'd up
Bitches need to back the fuck up
Or get chewed up
R.I.P. Nipsey
Dodgers, Lakers
Rams ride with me
Put on for the city
Sip wit me
Till we pissy
Then walk in stilettos in pure form
Yeah I stay on my crispy
You can't be serious homie
Game recognize game
Cuz where I come from they bang
They call me Supernova
My lines in your veins
Welcome to L.A
What set you claim
California
Yeah we in that golden state of mind
California
Nothin like that Cali sunshine
California
California
Nobody party they don't party
Like we party like we party
Welcome to the Westside
Welcome Westside
Mila la la J
Mila la la J
Let's ride
Mila la la J
Mila la la J
Mila la la J
Let's ride
Mila la la J
Let's Roll
Mila la la J
Let's ride
Mila la la J
Let's roll
Let's ride
Credits
Writer(s): Jamila Chilombo
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