[Intro: Meek Ooh, ooh that Philly Bompton shit Yeah,
[Hook: Mill] I'm on the eastside rolling with my niggas (Westside westside westside) We're tryna do it bigger like 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 that's my nigga And burn this bitch down like, nigga, my nigga
1: YG] 4HUnnid nigga with that .40 on me Baller ammo, I got rounds tho out [??] nigga with the pounds low He count on me even when I move through [??] with all my niggas (my niggas) COme through popping with all my (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 Hollywood niggas I fuck with them Hollywood niggas In the game, I'm the like [??] nigga 'Cause all these rap niggas know my wanna get 'em bitches came to suck this dick, no Basic bitches to fuck the clique, oh tryna have me on some sucker shit I'ma do it my way nigga, fuck the
[Verse 2: Mill] Came through the with everything that's new Sipping motherfucking DS2 I can't fuck with him if he can't 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, going in it Open the gate, jump on the And now we headed to the westside, rolling in some shit in the backseat, it look like a [??] You gotta ask me Nigga, you ain't got You ain't talking money, I see you [??] the topic You be only fucking with niggas that be on cop I be fucking with bitches that get it popping 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 niggas (Westside westside westside) We're just tryna do it bigger like the out, nigga And the feds looking, pray they don't catch my nigga (I pray 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
[Verse 3: Dogg] a real crip, get a lil' bit Dump on a nigga for some sillt A hundred rounds when the milli[??], yeah bang niggas who he really with (real) And we don't talk to no law Cooked up, up, slanging that raw, nigga Roll through the city, [??] through the loud or the silenser Leave him on the floor with his spilt out Tanners, scanners, bananas out Back to the set, no sweat, off Come the hood and you will get fucked off Nigga, crip on my, two times Don't give a fuck and bust him one time, nigga With you father, you miss, your loss, we settin' it off
[Hook: Mill] I'm on the rolling with my westside niggas (Westside westside westside) We're just tryna do it bigger like the best out, And the looking, pray 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 this down like, nigga, that's my nigga, word up