[Intro: Sample & Westside Gunn]
What the fuck'd I do? Diss a whole bunch of pussy ass rappers?
Well tell one of they pussy ass to link up with me then, man
These niggas, y'all think these niggas tough (boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!)
But I don't think these niggas real killas
I know what's goin' on

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
Ay yo
These rap niggas at the governor ball
I'm baggin' eight balls
Spilled Perignon on my suede Kaws
I had to tell that bitch, "Don't touch my waves!"
Layin' by the pool, $3K for the shades
100 round drum release five in your brain
When bricks went on sale I was going insane
My shooter said, "Lord, you don't even gotta pay me
I'ma shoot the fuck nigga block up for the fame"
Still duckin' my third felony, I'm on skates
Fuck the halfway house, I'd rather wait
Three stamps for some noodles and I'm straight
Griselda is the illest, no debate

[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9" & Westside Gunn & Both]
While all these rap niggas at the governor ball
I'm fuckin' they broads
Ay yo, these rap niggas at the governor ball
I'm baggin' eight balls
That nigga had to tell his boo
Don't trust my ways
Laying by the pool
$3K for the shades
These rap niggas at the governor ball
I'm baggin' eight balls
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