[Intro]
You made this beat?
Gang, gang
Outwest 290 sh** n***a
You know I'm rockin' n***a
Get your guns up, get your funds up
You on that opp sh**, get mopstick b**h!
Aye, aye
[Verse 1]
I'll tell you one thing you shouldn't did was diss me
I just left your b**h and she already miss me
I just bought 1,000 red skullies, boy ain't sh** cheap
Get dick s**ed from your lil b**h, she's a big freak!
Big rims on a big truck on a big street
Big heat for these lil n***as think they want beef
Thick b**h that just caught a brick in her bu*tcheek
Your mama might get touched if a f** n***a touch me
I'm holding all these racks
I'm totting on this Mac
You holding on that b**h she's a rat, Ratatouille
Canary yellow diamonds got me shining Juicy Fruity-Fruity
We get 30 clips, 50 clips, shoot a movie-movie
Hit the Gucci store I walked out double G'd up
I feel like Cago Leek, these lil n***as got me t'd up
You sneak diss, we catch you in the streets, better not freeze up
I get my knee pads so she don't scrape her knees up
b**h you thought I was done, hoe you thought I was finished
You f**ing with me, they shoulda told you I was a menace
I got a loaded sniper rifle, k** your a** from a distance
I'm getting money, now these b**hes see I ball like the Pistons'
n***a if you don't want these problems better stay out my busines
I'm flexing on these broke hoes, call it LA fitness
A hardhead make a soft a**, eat it and listen
I bought a chevy, brohad sit that bih on 60'
Think I'm the gingerbread man, how I bake those cookies
They know that I'ma pro, yellow Ferrari it's a banana boat
And not a joke you will get smoked like you an antidote
I'm living lavish, I wasn't living like this 2 years ago
You dramatic, sh** get tragic we pull up with automatics
Red tape on your block but don't nobody know what happened
I wish a n***a tried to rob me (rob me)
f** n***a tried to rob me (let a n***a rob me)
[Verse 2]
I'm an Outwest n***a, that's where I be on some hot sh**
I can't even conceal the Glock cause this a mopstick
Why this b**h keep calling my phone? She on some thot sh**
I remember I was selling blows on that block sh**
Think he the predator, I'm the janitor, get mopstick
I'll f**ing get rid of her she was trying to hold me hostage
I'm two steps ahead of you boy
Don't think I'm scared of you boy
We're lamping on your a** if we can't find you we're k**ing your boys
I'm go in with the silencer like these n***as, Ain't making no noise
My young n***as some n***as scavengers
Like it's Christmas, we bringing out toys
I'ma "Jimmy Choo" rocker, that b**h a stalker I'm getting annoyed
We pull up and we leaving you dead, some you can never avoid
The bottom my shoes are red, Christian Loubatin boys
I got two b**hes up in my bed, one of 'em maybe be yours
We riding with .50s and Macs
Rolling off hella flax
I f**ed her doggy style, nutted all over her back
They say I'm a problem child, I be murking them tracks
We taping her up like a mummy and calling it wrap
I never worked a job, every night I slept in the trap
That b**h is full of rats so every night I'm laying them traps
[Outro]
Gang, b**h!
No aux, Outwest 290 sh** n***a
Aye, what I said? Young street n***a
b**h get your guns up, get your funds up
You on that opp sh**, get mopstick b**h!
Straight gang sh**, know how I'm rocking n***a