Lyrics
Y'all thought I was hungry before? I'm starving
Ayo, shout out to the snow
Westside, hold me down
What's Good. Let's get it
Peso on my mind, flexin' on the flow
Stop, drop, roll. Let's go
Flex a band, rep his set, pussy stamped
Ain't on my bully, Sticky pussy
Johnson, fill me up, hold this, babbies
I heard blondes have a blast
I'ma shake this ass, set the flow
Get the bag, disappear
I'm his bottom bitch, huh
Wifey got the crown, fuck the opps
Trigger clock, squeeze the tech
Oh he said it, I'ma do it
Jays with the doobie on
What's good? Westside, hold me down
Got my crown, ain't no clown
What? I'ma chew da beat
Uh, what you said
Churn this flow, like some butter
Keep it creamy when he slide
Red Bull now I'm focused, ain't no motive
I'm the pressure, ain't no one can do it betcha
I'ma read a margarita
Ayo, margriaaa
I'm stoned. Westside, hold me down
Tipping with da Snow
Busty hold me down
You say I folded, ate ya focus
Late with opps, now I'm loaded
Grass ain't greener, but I'm cheapin' on that 3.5
Fix my flow up, got my glow up
Took the L, I ain't bail
Tweak with da sauce
Now she poppin' busty b, but it's snowin'
Grip the nine, flip the zip
I ain't trip, but I tip, like a lady
Lil gutta test my flow
Bustin' bars, fast cars, good credit
Lips tight, chokehold, moves
Jaded voodoo body, cast the scales
I can't fail, but I bet you that he layin' casting spells
But I rise, possessed by the beat, what
Busty, hold me down
I guarantee you I'ma get on the mic and I'ma eat it up every motherfuckin' time
What'd I say
Say it with me
Busty, hold me down