- T.F Westside Stupid 歌詞
- T.F
- What up, hoes?
Lee made this
I'm from the Westside
I can't trust her if she lightskin
I keep a burner and a bubble on my nightstand
Yeah, it's crazy how your wobble got you tied in
'Cause your homies, they gon' kill ya if you ride the Benz
Woah, with the dollars
I could've bought a Beamer but I had to go Impala
Yeah, this b*tch a Nina but it's rocking like a choppa
I call that Aquafina, pus*y drippin' like it's water
Wait, look, ayy, ayy
I empty that my Nikes on and I turn that to a bank
I'm talking 'bout, I'm talking 'bout that shoe wash, n*gga
I remember in that county, yeah, I flip flop n*ggas
K5, LAX, I flew by n*ggas
To live and die in L.A, I feel like 2Pac, n*gga
Look, I said I flew by n*ggas
Westside when we ride, I feel like 2Pac, n*gga
B*tch, I go Westside stupid (B*tch, I go Westside stupid)
Westside stupid (Westside stupid)
B*tch, I go Westside stupid (B*tch, I go Westside stupid)
Westside stupid (Westside stupid)
I'm from the Westside, what a best die
Who up next? Step up like your test fire
I'm from the Westside, throw your cents, ah
N*gga, we bustin' checks, ah
That ain't my gun, go stupid
All bred, my car look nourish
Suckin' n*ggas out, we at the mall
My n*gga need it all, you steady hittin' the blocks
Hang on with them n*ggas, life settings, I give you death
Then you turn to 6ix9ine when you really should pay to laugh
Once I got put on, my n*gga, I fell in love
Got this .38 snug, but you bragging about your plug
Holla that, T.F, he saved homies who's in they feelings
So I pulled up to the set to save n*ggas who's rollin' b*tches, huh
How we shout the block in double lamps?
I would jump out to fit this into a Benz
I know we beefin' enough, but I gotta win, ayy, yeah, brr
Big sh*t poppin', floss ain't got it
B*tch ass n*gga slow been solid
B*tch gone, n*gga, Fig side, knock it
B*tch, I go Westside stupid (B*tch, I go Westside stupid)
Westside stupid (Westside stupid)
B*tch, I go Westside stupid (B*tch, I go Westside stupid)
Westside stupid (Westside stupid)
I'm from the Westside, what a best die
Who up next? Step up like your test fire
I'm from the Westside, throw your cents, ah
N*gga, we bustin' checks, ah
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