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[Intro: Meek & Lil Juice]
Eastside to the westside
You already know how we
(Maybach Music)

Tay Keith, fuck these up!

[Verse 1: Meek
My nigga, he low, ain't got no Instagram
But he do wackies for the fifty bands
Fear nothing, rare rum and on any man
We like dope boy, we gon' smoke boy, out minivan (Woah)
Off-White on my off-night
Niggas swing a punch, it be a life
Told my to put that tech up, that don't spark right
dancing at the clip, boy this a boss life
When I be on the West, I know real Crips
Going platinum with them choppas, making hits
I done lost so many homies, I feel shit
So I been out that chopper like I'm Will Smith
Her ass but she a real bitch
Suck me super good and she ain't hard to with
And she don't me either, she be on some chill shit
And she know if she a lame, I cut her real quick

[Chorus: Meek
Cut bitch off (Cut that bitch)
If she a dime, she make my dick soft (Fuck that bitch)
Rocking the Laurent, we having a drip off (Let it drip)
Nigga, I've been since the tip off (Tip off, woah)

[Verse 2: Rick
G5, I got a set of twin
Me and Diddy, money not a big (Haha)
on a lake, and it's so remote
Half a brick in the Wraith, on the roach
I got sliders that hit you for a stack
Walk up on you, strike you you was a match
Walk you in a dome, and I can't a patch
You was but you was running with a rat (Ha)
I got a two door the Fendi seats
Two Cuban links, I'm living big as
I'm moving like they funnel cakes
Got me on a record, patience,