[Intro: Meek Ooh, ooh that Philly Bompton shit Yeah,
[Hook: Mill] I'm on the eastside with my westside niggas (Westside westside westside) We're just tryna do it bigger like the best out, And the looking, pray they don't catch my nigga (I pray they don't catch my nigga) pull up on the corner like that's my nigga And burn this bitch like, nigga, that's my nigga
1: YG] 4HUnnid nigga with that .40 on me Baller ammo, I got rounds tho out [??] nigga with the pounds low He count on me even when I slow through [??] with all my niggas (my niggas) COme through popping all my niggas (my niggas) You seen how we looked last winter (last winter) You should've seen how we ate dinner I don't with them Hollywood niggas I don't with them Hollywood niggas In the game, I'm the like [??] nigga 'Cause all these rap niggas my niggas wanna get 'em Basic came to suck this dick, no Basic bitches came to the clique, oh They tryna have me on some sucker do it my way nigga, fuck the script
[Verse 2: Mill] Came through the block with that's new that motherfucking DS2 I can't fuck him if he can't through They like, he but he ain't you We like, milli on board the ship I was the richest on the tip down the the killers and the robbers, going hard in it Open the gate, jump on the And now we headed to the westside, rolling in some [??] in the backseat, it look like a [??] You ain't ask me Nigga, you got shit You ain't talking money, I see you [??] the topic You be only fucking with that be on cop shit I be fucking with bitches that get it popping You wanna see on of my niggas face in the [??] up your corner over some nonsense
[Hook: Mill] I'm on the rolling with my westside niggas (Westside westside westside) We're just tryna do it bigger like the best out, And the feds looking, pray they don't catch my (I pray they don't catch my nigga) Might pull up on the corner like that's my And burn bitch down like, nigga, that's my nigga
[Verse 3: Snoop a real crip, get a lil' bit Dump on a nigga for some sillt A hundred rounds when the milli[??], yeah bang niggas who he really with (real) And we don't talk to no law Cooked up, caked up, slanging that raw, Roll the city, give [??] Banging through the or the silenser him on the floor with his brains spilt out Tanners, scanners, bananas out Back to the set, no sweat, off Come through the and you will get fucked off Nigga, this's on my, two times Don't give a fuck and bust him one time, nigga With you father, [??]cross you miss, loss, we settin' it off
[Hook: Meek I'm on the rolling with my westside niggas (Westside westside westside) We're just tryna do it bigger the best out, nigga And the feds looking, pray they don't catch my nigga (I they don't catch my nigga) Might pull up on the corner like that's my And this bitch down like, nigga, that's my nigga, word up