Young nigga can't love no more, pussy ass niggas Broke over 28 grams Who the fuck and what the fuck we 'spose to do with it? My brother used to ride the bucket with the tube in it Six-12's, heard you trapping with a mean soundtrack Do you need some bubble, do you drink? Man, my uncle was a cool slick walker Don't be backin' away The Benz that he wanted got him back in the race I feel like I shouldn't put it back in your face But here is the motherfucking bat at the bass And steer in the motherfucking lack of the day I'm cracking the case, as Johnny would say From babies, your liquor bottle would pop if it's me Your topic was hella bogus, you fucking with everybody I see how you over do it I knew my idol was inferior, I just needed something to believe huh Saw the fist go up, but the shit goes down on the Westside, ooh Saw the fist go up, but the shit goes down on the Westside, ooh Saw the fist go up, but the shit goes down on the Westside, ooh Saw the fist go up, but the shit goes down on the Westside, ooh Quit tripping, you don't feel like paper Talk like money, these days niggas intervene like bitches 12 know he was at the green light twitching Praying that I got a balanced beam my nigga Looking like I got a balanced beam my nigga Maybe it was me, I was running to the east side Touched down, looking like I made one These days, these hoes caught you, fishing for a baller Bitch I never wanna go to 'Winnett lake And I never reminisce about my old shit I guess I figured from the signs, them bitches did a line And then them bitches did some more shit I should've caught it on film, but most won't believe us Fuck 'em, can you keep a secret? I'mma keep it for myself Wonder why your mission always fucking up the mood Wonder why your mission- Saw the fist go up, but the shit goes down on the Westside, ooh Saw the fist go up, but the shit goes down on the Westside, ooh Saw the fist go up, but the shit goes down on the Westside, ooh Saw the fist go up, but the shit goes down on the Westside, ooh