[Intro: Meek Ooh, ooh This that Philly Bompton Yeah,
[Hook: Mill] I'm on the eastside with my westside niggas (Westside westside westside) We're just do it bigger like the best out, nigga And the feds looking, they don't catch my nigga (I pray they don't catch my nigga) pull up on the corner like that's my nigga And burn bitch down like, nigga, that's my nigga
1: YG] 4HUnnid nigga that .40 pound on me Baller ammo, I got forty tho Cash out nigga with the pounds low He count on me even when I slow Come through [??] with all my (my niggas) COme through with all my niggas (my niggas) You should've seen how we looked winter (last winter) You should've seen how we ate dinner I don't fuck with them niggas I don't fuck with them Hollywood In the game, I'm the keeper like [??] all these rap niggas know my niggas wanna get 'em Basic bitches to suck this dick, no Basic bitches to fuck the clique, oh They tryna me on some sucker shit do it my way nigga, fuck the script
[Verse 2: Mill] through the block with everything that's new Sipping motherfucking DS2 I can't fuck him if he can't through They like, he but he ain't you We like, five on board the ship I was the nigga on the tip Locked down the the killers and the robbers, hard in it Open the gate, on the lift And now we headed to the westside, rolling in some shit in the backseat, it look like a [??] You gotta ask me Nigga, you got shit You talking money, I see you [??] with the topic You be only fucking niggas that be on cop shit I be only fucking with that get it popping You don't wanna see on of my niggas face in the up your corner over some nonsense
[Hook: Mill] I'm on the eastside rolling my westside niggas (Westside westside westside) We're just tryna do it like the best out, nigga And the looking, pray they don't catch my nigga (I pray they don't catch my nigga) Might pull up on the corner like that's my And burn this bitch like, nigga, that's my nigga
[Verse 3: Dogg] Kill a real crip, get a bit on a nigga for some sillt shit A hundred four when the milli[??], yeah Dang bang niggas who he with (real) And we talk to no motherfucking law Cooked up, caked up, slanging raw, nigga Roll the city, give [??] through the loud or the silenser Leave him on the floor with his spilt out Tanners, scanners, peeled out to the set, no sweat, ducked off Come through the hood and you will get off Nigga, this's on my, two times Don't give a fuck and we'll bust him one time, With you father, [??]cross you miss, loss, we settin' it off
Meek Mill] I'm on the eastside rolling with my niggas (Westside westside westside) We're just tryna do it bigger the best out, nigga And the feds looking, pray they don't catch my nigga (I pray don't catch my nigga) Might pull up on the corner like that's my And burn this bitch down like, nigga, my nigga, word up