[Intro]
(This has its own—)
[Verse 1: Kalan.FrFr]
Lil' baby, how you doin'? What's your name? Where you from? (Yeah)
Told her my name K (K), and I'm from LA (Yeah, yeah)
Pardon me, 'cause I don't mean to be in your way (Yeah)
Pardon me, just needs another look at your face, yes
I was wonderin' if you would let me show you somethin'?
Somewhere that I come from (Come), where you get this love from? (Yeah)
Take you to the hood where the Crips and where the Bloods from
You ain't gotta trip, I'm on my shit, bae, I get love from 'em
Where I got my first chain, where I got my gun from (Yeah, yeah)
Where I get my white tees, where I get my Force 1s (Yeah, yeah)
Where I caught fades at, them was like my first ones (Woah, woah)
Pops had the '96 Impala, yeah, the sports one (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bae, let's go to Nobu, Malibu, Runyon
Wouldn't it be funyon if we had a sonyon?
What about a house in Malibu? You would love one
You ain't gotta worry if they trippin', l'ma drum somethin', woah, woah, woah
[Chorus: Kalan.FrFr]
Baby, you should (Baby, you should)
You should let me hold you down
If, baby, you could (Baby, you could)
You could let me show you 'round (Show you)
Show you 'round my hood, bae (Woah)
Let me show you 'round my side of town (Yeah)
Maybe you could, yeah (Woah)
Fall in love on the Westside
[Verse 2: Mozzy]
I been lookin' for you, had to slither back through
Take you to the hood that I bang if that's bool
Baddest lil' ting I ever seen, that's you
That's, that's you, that's, that's you (Yeah)
We the ones known for jumpin' out with bambooms (Hrrt)
Twelve-inch barrels spit out 7.62s (Hrrt)
Candy lady know me, been around since a youth, yeah
Boss Market chicken strips, them the truth
I pull up on Pansy for a quarter of that boof (Strain)
Apartments on 4th, we was chiefin' on the roof
Hit the big park when I wasn't tryna go to school (Yeah)
Pushin' dope on Deray block with my troops
Spread legs open for me, l'ma do the fool
Left, right, left in it, l'ma do the fool
Spread legs open, let me see if that's new
I been on you for a minute, had to go with my move
[Chorus: Kalan.FrFr]
Baby, you should (Baby, you should)
You should let me hold you down
If, baby, you could (Baby, you could)
You could let me show you 'round (Show you)
Show you 'round my hood, bae (Woah)
Let me show you 'round my side of town (Yeah)
Maybe you could, yeah (Woah)
Fall in love on the Westside
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