West District holdin biscuits yes and we talkin loud
Ketchup and French fries on the ground
Niggas told you u was child
Now detectives is drawin chalk around
Nobody bother the chef
You sweat more you bleed less
No PMS boy you be blessed ....
No EMS boy you need breath
No connect four I keep a chess board with queens in check
Ya rock a float when mine sink to the bottom
You got hope and I got sticks in the closet, you gotta go
You gotta tell your story walkin by the boat
Adiós
My nigga Westside told me off the cross all you saw was white meat
Skin hanging off
Benz takin off dawgs
Mac 10s rangin off
Been breakin off broads that’s 10s pay the cost
(Bad bitches)
These niggas talking bout double
I make fuckin septuple
I ruffle
I’m all about couples
So his and her the duffle and Hindenburg the bubble hustle
We inadvertent muscle
You niggas nervous ion trust you