West Coast

[Intro: G-Consta]

Pour it up fast in the west side

Drip on me, wear what I like

And she stay with me outside

Don't play with me, it's on sight

[Chorus: G-Consta]

Brand new drip, no second-hand clothes

No fake friends with me, they gon' get exposed

I don't like 'em weird ass men, they do the most

Yeah, I got Nahmir with me in the West coast

[Verse 1: G-Consta]

Miss my brothers, no, life ain't fair

Take a PJ, I'm in O'Hare

They gon' say whatever, but I don't care

When shit gets wild, you better be aware

We gon' make sure we getting paid, I'm a taxer

I got GC on my neck, I'm a flexer

And we cookin' up in the lab, call me Dexter

I'mma spend the whole damn thing, I'm a maxer

When I call the bank, it's all set

With the team outside, I can't lack

When I'm in LV, I blow racks

I do no cap, that's all facts

Diamonds on my roof, no Wraith

Used to have nothing, had me working like a slave

Now we stacked up, put the money in the safe

Now I'm getting richer, had to put it in they face

[Chorus: G-Consta]

Brand new drip, no second-hand clothes (Hey)

No fake friends with me, they gon' get exposed (Hey)

I don't like 'em weird ass men, they do the most (Hey)

Yeah, I got Nahmir with me in the West coast (Hey)

Brand new drip, no second-hand clothes (Hey)

No fake friends with me, they gon' get exposed

I don't like 'em weird ass men, they do the most (Hey)

Yeah, I got Nahmir with me in the West coast

[Verse 2: YBN Nahmir]

I'm still gon' fuck her ho friends, don't care if she know

Her nigga, he a hoe friend, text 'em for the doe'

Got the blower in my black bag, they don't search me at the door

Get in that shootout with that MAC-10, bullets hit you in your dome

Bitch, I'm all about my chicken, a real money man

Tell my bitch, "Get in the driver", she be off that jam

Why this nigga call me bro? I'm not his mans

Don't make me hop out of that Benz n' come and kill your friends

We got hella racks, spent a 100K, that's 200 that I'm getting back

Bitch, I'm doing 150, sliding, swervin' in that Hellcat

You know I'm quick to bend her back in the backseat of the Trackhawk

This is the mob, we got ties, make a play, then you can get involved

I'm cooling with two bad bitches on a beat

She wants me to be her MC, yeah, but she a hoe

A hundred packs, I'ma sell that bitch, I get them gone

Fuck this bitch at my hotel, never at my home (What?)

[Chorus: G-Consta]

Brand new drip, no second-hand clothes (Hey)

No fake friends with me, they gon' get exposed

I don't like 'em weird ass men, they do the most (Hey)

Yeah, I got Nahmir with me in the West coast

Brand new drip, no second-hand clothes (Hey)

No fake friends with me, they gon' get exposed

I don't like 'em weird ass men, they do the most (Hey)

Yeah, I got Nahmir with me in the West coast