Drink To This

[Intro] Fuck your bitch and the clique you claim I'm a Westside rider, come equipped with— Hmm, this how I’m feelin' right now (Ayy) Nah, but look, man I just wanna let y'all know I really be out here goin’ through the motions and it's— It ain't nothin' wrong with goin' through the motions As long as you go through the motions, you feel me? But, you know, we be out here Chin up, chest out, head to the sky 'Cause gangsters don't cry, look, uh [Verse 1] Fuck your bitch and the clique you claim I'm a Westside rider, come equipped with flame Motherfuck love, fuck guilt and shame 4Hunnid everythin’, from the fit to the chain They salty, I represent the clique, they tryna fault me Get off me, the opp look for opportunities to off me I’m bossy, I move like a president and it cost me You lost me, I changed for the better and you fault me Treat him like a ghost, if I see him, I never saw him Silence is deadly and it be killin' you softly They link and talk bad about me, they have parties Big lip niggas talk too much, Steve Harvey When I see ’em, I press 'em, they like "Sorry" You gulli-gulli island niggas turnin' to Barney But real estate is what the trauma brought me Stay in the crib, take care of them kids is what it taught me Listen, when it come to these hoes, I'm like Tristan But listen, when it come to the gang, I’m like a Christian Praise the guys who was here before my existence Who kept it gangster as cold as my commitment And with that comes calls and conditions Legitimate reasons to murder opps while they slippin' Over a bitch, she left the homie out commission And we seen it all on tape, now we trippin' This is what you slidin' for, this what you signed it for Get snitched on and hit with life is what you signed it for Fuck that, rewind and switch the vibings, boy Turned the block into fashion, I'm a designer, boy They'd rather see you fucked up, down bad When you finally overcame this shit, they had you down bad Imagine it, real life if it sound bad The silver linin' runnin' through my black plaid [Chorus] My nigga gotta drink to this My niggas gotta drink to this (I am fucked up) Fuck that, gotta drink to this Fuck that, gotta drink to this (I said "Pour me up") My nigga, have a drink to this My nigga, have a drink to this (Let me get another shot) Fuck that, gotta drink to this Fuck that, gotta drink to this (Alright, alright, I'm done) [Verse 2] You was my boy, you had to be Starvin' for greatness, we had to eat You was my boy, we was in the streets Then you made it and turned industry I'm emotional, I don't know how to cope with folks Who shady, no, call me but replay me close It's crazy though, when I start blamin' folks Who poof for they foul play, they never claim it though Respect lost We checkin' all bitch niggas off the list, yeah, yeah, he checked off Gotta show 'em what neglect cost Brotherly love, this is pep talk I was there for you, I was there for you Broke your bro heart, he really cared for you You probably got some shit to say about me too But switchin' up on gang, I wouldn't dare to do [Chorus] My nigga gotta drink to this My niggas gotta drink to this (Pour me up) Fuck that, gotta drink to this Fuck that, gotta drink to this (How many Js you been takin'?) My nigga, have a drink to this My nigga, have a drink to this (Nigga, I'm drunk) Fuck that, gotta drink to this Fuck that, gotta drink to this (Fuck this shit, I'm done)