Westside

Always, all night, all day
All night, all day
All night, all day, all night

I was hopin' motherfucker call me back
Seems I gotta separate you from the pack
Yeah, like I just play the defense for a laugh, ha
Yeah, but I'm about to get on the attack like always

All night, all day
All night, all day
All night, all day, all night

I need propane, I need gas
I need high octane, fort max
I've got the money, I'll pay the tax
I need dopamine in the bag

I need pro propane, I need gas
H-h-h-high octane, fort max
I've got the money, why'd you ask?
G-G-Gatorade, get a pack

All night, all day
All night, all day
All night, all day, all night



Credits
Writer(s): Katherine Herrington
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