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