459 YG (Ft. Natasha Mosley)

[Chorus: Natasha Mosley]
Ain't no tellin' where we goin' when we rollin' on the West Side
Me and my homies we rollin' up until the sun rise
And I didn't want to flock him but I did it just to get by
I, get, no, sleep that Bompton life
I didn't want to get him but I got him nigga 459
You get it how you livin' when you dealin' with the Bompton life

[Verse 1: YG]
I was out plottin', Batman, Robin
Pops was in jail, I was out poppin'
I was with the homies, you was with your bitch
You was thinkin' love, I was thinkin' rich
Everything got took, flatscreens, notebooks
Even paintings and I was an artist in the making
Used choppers, jewelry boxes, loafers made by Prada
At the pawn shop like what you got I needed all of that
Grind to shine to greedy that's how it had to be
If I ain't know you, to me you was just another robbery
Uh, clubs in the fat head
And if the neighbors saw us we got ghost like Pac Man

[Chorus: Natasha Mosley]
Ain't no tellin' where we goin' when we rollin' on the West Side
Me and my homies we rollin' up until the sunrise
And I didn't want to flock him but I did it just to get by
I, get, no, sleep that Bompton life
I didn't want to get him but I got him nigga 459
You get it how you livin' when you dealin' with the Bompton life