[Intro: Meek Ooh, ooh that Philly Bompton shit Yeah,
[Hook: Meek I'm on the eastside with my westside niggas (Westside westside westside) just tryna do it bigger like the best out, nigga And the feds looking, pray they don't catch my (I pray they don't catch my nigga) Might up on the corner like that's my nigga And this bitch down like, nigga, that's my nigga
1: YG] 4HUnnid with that .40 pound on me Baller ammo, I got rounds tho Cash out [??] nigga with the low He count on me even when I slow Come through [??] all my niggas (my niggas) COme through popping all my niggas (my niggas) You should've seen how we last winter (last winter) You should've seen how we ate dinner I don't fuck with Hollywood niggas I don't fuck them Hollywood niggas In the game, I'm the keeper [??] nigga 'Cause all these rap niggas know my wanna get 'em Basic bitches came to suck dick, no Basic bitches to fuck the clique, oh They tryna have me on some shit do it my way nigga, fuck the script
[Verse 2: Meek Came through the block everything that's new Sipping that DS2 I can't fuck with him if he can't They like, he but he ain't you We like, five milli on board the I was the nigga on the tip Locked down the the killers and the robbers, going in it Open the gate, jump on the And now we to the westside, rolling in some [??] shit Double in the backseat, it look a [??] You gotta ask me Nigga, you got shit You ain't talking money, I see you [??] with the You be only with niggas that be on cop shit I be only fucking with bitches that get it You don't wanna see on of my niggas in the [??] Tear up your corner some nonsense
Meek Mill] I'm on the eastside rolling with my westside (Westside westside westside) We're tryna do it bigger like the best out, nigga And the feds looking, pray they don't catch my (I pray they don't catch my nigga) Might up on the corner like that's my nigga And burn this bitch down like, nigga, my nigga
[Verse 3: Snoop a real crip, get a lil' bit Dump on a for some sillt shit A four rounds when the milli[??], yeah Dang bang niggas who he with (real) And we don't talk to no law Cooked up, caked up, slanging raw, nigga Roll through the city, [??] Banging through the or the silenser him on the floor with his brains spilt out Tanners, scanners, peeled out Back to the set, no sweat, off through the hood and you will get fucked 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 westside niggas (Westside westside) We're just tryna do it bigger like the out, nigga And the feds looking, pray they don't catch my (I pray they don't catch my nigga) Might pull up on the corner like my nigga And burn bitch down like, nigga, that's my nigga, word up