[Intro: Westside Gunn]
Grrt (Yeah, yeah)
(Griselda)
[Verse 1: Westside Gunn & Westside Pootie]
Ayo, I had to pull my paint brush out, don't move a muscle (Ah)
Came from boof on bundles
Spit in your face, but I'm super humble
I been ahead of y'all, my metaphors beretta wars (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
AllSaint leathers on my feet, need a extra arm
Cocaine mega loss, bag in the Venetta stores
Your head get severed off
Don't bother me unless a check involved (Uh-uh)
Philippe Beijing with some extra sauce
Stayed on the reservoir
Crossin' over Pasadena, high times, Fear of God
Super Flygod, yeah, yeah
Pour ten shots in your body, yeah, yeah (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Steppin' over Js in the lobby, yeah, yeah (Ah)
Everybody chores look like Bobby's, yeah, yeah (Ah)
Cherry Tesla, plaid on your ass, yeah, yeah (Skrrt)
Shootin' out the back, through the glass, yeah, yeah (Grrt, yeah, yeah)
I'm so amazin' (Ah)
You niggas still blind, this greatness in real time
Love to all my niggas locked up, I send my
Fake and real is a thin line, I been inclined
Plus, the plug a friend of mine, send at least ten at a time
On a jet, pennin' my rhyme
You see my neck, you the see the shine, I'm divine (Ah)
Young boy aimin' at your top, yeah, yeah (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Catch Wagyu off the rock, yeah, yeah (Ah)
So many shots, they still ain't stop, yeah, yeah (Grrt)
Fiend shot in his foot and got hops, yeah, yeah (Grrt)
Grrt (Yeah, yeah)
(Griselda)
[Verse 1: Westside Gunn & Westside Pootie]
Ayo, I had to pull my paint brush out, don't move a muscle (Ah)
Came from boof on bundles
Spit in your face, but I'm super humble
I been ahead of y'all, my metaphors beretta wars (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
AllSaint leathers on my feet, need a extra arm
Cocaine mega loss, bag in the Venetta stores
Your head get severed off
Don't bother me unless a check involved (Uh-uh)
Philippe Beijing with some extra sauce
Stayed on the reservoir
Crossin' over Pasadena, high times, Fear of God
Super Flygod, yeah, yeah
Pour ten shots in your body, yeah, yeah (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Steppin' over Js in the lobby, yeah, yeah (Ah)
Everybody chores look like Bobby's, yeah, yeah (Ah)
Cherry Tesla, plaid on your ass, yeah, yeah (Skrrt)
Shootin' out the back, through the glass, yeah, yeah (Grrt, yeah, yeah)
I'm so amazin' (Ah)
You niggas still blind, this greatness in real time
Love to all my niggas locked up, I send my
Fake and real is a thin line, I been inclined
Plus, the plug a friend of mine, send at least ten at a time
On a jet, pennin' my rhyme
You see my neck, you the see the shine, I'm divine (Ah)
Young boy aimin' at your top, yeah, yeah (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Catch Wagyu off the rock, yeah, yeah (Ah)
So many shots, they still ain't stop, yeah, yeah (Grrt)
Fiend shot in his foot and got hops, yeah, yeah (Grrt)
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