Chillin In Westgrand

I'm watchin' the demon, I aim at the room hop on the track and I pop at your crew
Young niggas poppin' shit, just like melly he caught him a body, they lurkin' they twitchin'
I got the range and I'm pushin' the rover, these niggas some bitches, zuzki caught you at the light
You ain't give a fight, it was on sight now you ain't got your life

Caught his ass at Zoo, and I'm whippin the coupe then I'm paintin' it blue
Send your ass to the moon, put you on Channel 8 we flippin' the jakes
Bullets hit him, they run like some skates, screamin' fuck the police up in the stolley
Crackin' on Leonard, tweakin' on the street up in the yolley clutchin' on my heat

Smokin' on O's, we up and it blow we pop at your nose you ain't see a doe
Up in the hoopie, now we in the cat rubber bands on my money cause my shit ain't flat
Dirty money in my pocket, clean money in deposit you can't get that shit confused
Hold on, give me a minute, let me press up all these blues

You better pick well, nigga, you better choose
Don't do no dumb shit or you on the news my niggas they vicious, they don't pick or choose
Your niggas, they wildin' they aim at the moon up with my migos chillin' with the freak ho's
Fuck casamigos, we sippin patron I stay in my zone you is a ho'
Bitch, I love my money, I don't love no ho can't no nigga knock me down I stay ten toes

Like my nigga 30, I'll wipe your nose caught his ass on stockbridge
I think it was joe I'm bustin' the 4-4 up in the sto-sto
You niggas is bluffin', you niggas is ho I'm watchin' the demon I aim at the room
Hop on the track and I pop at your crew young niggas poppin' shit just like melly

He caught him a body, they lurkin', they twitchin' I got the range and I'm pushin' the rover
These niggas some bitches, zuzki caught you at the light you ain't give a fight
It was on sight now you ain't got your life



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Writer(s): John Calderon Sosa
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