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

Tay Keith, these niggas up!

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

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

2: Rick Ross]
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 that will hit you for a stack
Walk up on you, strike you like you was a
you in a dome, and I can't hide a patch
You was innocent but you was with a rat (Ha)
I got a two door with the seats
Two Cuban links, I'm living big as
I'm moving kilos like they funnel
Got me on a record, patience,