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Pulling up in foreigns look like Harlem in the eighties
Ask about me baby I been going crazy
I'm booked up if you looking for me
Gotta show tonight location on my IG story
Might see me on Drink Champs sipping with Nore
Slide to Harry Hines to reup on my inventory
Rocking Pro Clubs all summers running up the numbers
Eating salads with the cucumber
I'm doing good but I can do better
On my way to make some new cheddar
Brand collabs got the crew fresher
When you moving on yo time you don't feel no pressure
Any one can get it I came from Westchester
Blue house with the Beemer outside
Ninety three up in my tank for any whip that I ride
Niggas showing love every time I pull up on that east side
Jamming to that Luther that shit sliding on that b side
That shit sliding on that b side
That shit sliding
That shit sliding on that b side
That shit sliding
That shit sliding on that b side
That shit sliding
That shit sliding on that b side
I never change for that change I just stack it
Watching Paid In Full made me wanna be like Ace
I couldn't be like Rico cause that nigga was a snake
And Mitch we ain't have the same taste
I learned a lot of shit jumping deep in the game
Just cause you think you homies don't mean he won't change
And never take offense I'm only fucking with my fam
Cause I know they ten toes if I'm ever in jam
If you need some work hit a nigga on the celly
Cause you know I'm Sincere like the nigga off of Belly
Push a Beemer in the summer and a rental in the winter
Even if I'm a beginner I'm a muthafucking winner
Five bands for the Frenchie nigga that's my dog
Never change on my niggas man that's just law
But I seen a lot of dudes fuck around and break the rules
Living like that will have a nigga on the news
That shit sliding on the westside
That shit sliding
That shit sliding on the westside
That shit sliding
That shit sliding on the westside
That shit sliding
That shit sliding on the westside