
Finn Balor (Remix) Westside Gunn (Ft. Smoke DZA)
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[Intro: Westside Gunn]
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
Ayo
[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, Just Don Wolverines like I play with Webber
Crossover Fieg Pippens with the leopard
Next at the microwave floor, we 'bout to chef up
Get the sales off, call me [?] and some ketchup
Scarface Supremes, [?], niggas licking
I flew off the pitch to hit a fiend, [?]
Cactus triple beam on it, I mean
Four-door Ferrari, money green
Got my courts, beat the feds while I'm still on tour
Bagging up dimes, had the MAC on the floor
Chine Gun is my shepherd, loaded Desert
And for the record, I be the flyest nigga of all time
More grime smothered my walls, more violence
Cooking yay on the gas stove, lit pilots
Raf parkas, Balenciagas making me look taller, ah
[Chorus: Westside Gunn]
I'm off the top rope, like Finn Balor
(Yo, fuck these niggas, lord, just left Monday Night Raw)
I'm off the top rope, like Finn Balor
(Front row shit, happy birthday Ric Flair)
Came off the top rope, like Finn Balor
(My nigga Finn, fuck Leo up)
I'm off the top rope, like Finn Balor
(Lucky I ain't come through, smack Bobby Lashley in his shit)
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
Ayo
[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, Just Don Wolverines like I play with Webber
Crossover Fieg Pippens with the leopard
Next at the microwave floor, we 'bout to chef up
Get the sales off, call me [?] and some ketchup
Scarface Supremes, [?], niggas licking
I flew off the pitch to hit a fiend, [?]
Cactus triple beam on it, I mean
Four-door Ferrari, money green
Got my courts, beat the feds while I'm still on tour
Bagging up dimes, had the MAC on the floor
Chine Gun is my shepherd, loaded Desert
And for the record, I be the flyest nigga of all time
More grime smothered my walls, more violence
Cooking yay on the gas stove, lit pilots
Raf parkas, Balenciagas making me look taller, ah
[Chorus: Westside Gunn]
I'm off the top rope, like Finn Balor
(Yo, fuck these niggas, lord, just left Monday Night Raw)
I'm off the top rope, like Finn Balor
(Front row shit, happy birthday Ric Flair)
Came off the top rope, like Finn Balor
(My nigga Finn, fuck Leo up)
I'm off the top rope, like Finn Balor
(Lucky I ain't come through, smack Bobby Lashley in his shit)
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