Judas Westside Gunn, Conway the Machine & The Alchemist

[Intro: Westside Gunn]
Take a walk
I gotta change the reel
I said fuck off
Ayo (Brr)
Ayo
Fuck these niggas, yo
Ayo

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
Three shots left his stomach out (Boom, boom, boom)
Don't ask, nigga, these ain't comin' out
Niggas tyin' rope around your fam, yo
My shooter so high, the nigga won't land, yo
Wrist a hundred grand, yo
All gold stove, every wall got a Van Gogh
Whipped the work so incredible
Fiend got the pack, bit it open like it's edible, Lord
SB skater on a hater
Phantom on Fairfax, they thought I was a Laker (Brr)
Don't get embarrassed by the merits
Murals of Paris, I ain't never been to Paris (Never)
Murals of Phoenix, I ain't never been to Phoenix (Never)
In Tom Ford suits of Bobby "The Brain" Heenan (Never)
Boston crab, the whole slab
Before I go broke, I'll get the MAC and the mask
Over the baby crib, my nigga, where the stash at?
My man killed a family, killed himself and smoked a bad batch
This Margiela on Mad Max
Persian bitch, titties look fake, plus her ass fat (Woo)
Niggas doubted, now they payin' homage
New deal with money to send my kids' kids' to college
Ayo, do the knowledge
Ayo, peace to Knxwledge
You niggas garbage (Fuck y'all niggas, man)
Niggas ain't shit, man
Yeah, these niggas garbage