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Westside Gunn • Skyzoo
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Yeah
Put jewels on it, who want it?
I'm off of more than ever
Know what I mean?
Yep
That's word
Ayo, Raf Adidas joints with the sawed-offs
Venus and Mars stars
Dope in the Helmut Lang basket, Pyer Moss classic
Put a seven on it, made it elastic
I'm the opposite of wack, yo
Your fiends taste my shit, they ain't never coming back, facts
Ferrari Californ-i-a, Ye got me all of this
Rocking Figaro links, the bitches say I'm marvelous
Dope couture velour
Might put a stove in the Pigalle store
Need a thousand bricks or more
Back to back champagne gold Ac's, rose gold MAC
My plug got fish like Rolex
Red Supreme ups, python straps on the pump
Praying for Yeezy 3s and Bape Dunks
Burberry London, kings luncheon
London Fog dealers wanna kill us
Okay, forever money-rooted, leather where the loops is
Similar to the sample, never wanna lose it
Similar, no example, never wanted to it
Never, one, two, get it? Nah?
All good, I come from a tall hood where the hustle high
Never buckled so thotties who unbuckle mine
Buckle in the jaw, and cuff her from the door
And wanderers who wondered never wonder anymore
Neighbors out the hallway with smugglers galore
I learned hands from them, I could juggle with the Lord
Abundance is the law, as much as you can fathom
645'S and Benz wagons, imagined
Criminals who follow it, we the same crook kind
Bitches think the opposite, Stevie J good guy
Should've never changed, we forever find numbers
Fly guy etiquette and Westside Gunna, what's up?
That's word
That's word
That's word
That's word