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[Verse: Westside Gunn] Ayo, ayo, ayo Ayo, Buscemis with the cages Camo Valentino off the runway on the corner serving work like a baker (Griselda) Fiends fallin' out the sky for it My pack's ten a piece Shot his baby mom's house he thought shit was sweet (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot...) Whole team rocking Hender Schemes and McQueen My nigga got a fresh 15 at McKean Bodies dropping on the regular, my town ain't shit Get money, get killed, niggas scared to get rich Look like somebody wrote all over the Raf Simmon drips White bitch, out the Six, suckin' dicks, speakin' French That's life for me I got too many shooters that'll come take a fuck nigga whole life for free (Brrrrt) These not Timbs, little nigga, these Balmains Please get it right for me Ayo, they got the FLYGOD hangin' off the cross, rockin' Hugo Boss TECs with air holes, yo, he had to cool 'em off Style on Forbes, I'm talkin' Double XL Told pussy I need a skirt, I sent 10 in the mail Break 'em down, beyond? bag, weigh the eights with a hand scale Grams sell like clockwork, the shootin' was Mach' work Make sure he knock first, we dealin' for Fox worth Hopped out the GL Benz, OVO tens Wang windbreaker with no wind Fresh out that cell, I got a brick and a MAC Maybach back-to-back, wrist need to relax Been whippin' all night, fingers swelling like crack Yo, what's your name, hun? My name West, what's your digits? In '98 I wore two Cubans up in Clinton, now I'm a legend Let me talk fly for a second I had you lookin' tall in Giuseppes while you naked