[Chorus: Azizi Gibson]
Man, this shit sound like so West Coast shit (N***a, what?)
Just some dope shit
Cute Spanish honnies all chavvys with the [?]
We just leave a bih
Second shit [?] a lick
Better watch your lips
If you snitch then we commin' quick
Man, this shit sounds like so West Coast shit (West side)
Even he ain't know silence's always out
Booty's out, [?] woman good
Always rollin' [?]
Never now
We don't give a fuck
Get your money, bro
If you don't, get the fuck from us

[Verse 1: Ray Wright]
This shit sound like some [unspoken?] shit
Turn a broke bitch to a killer [Kali?]
[Hadn't all the fuckin' dope chick?]
And the pussy like me, lucky-lucky
I'm over on under my line linked to the [?]
Double up
The shit sound like some double cup
Spoke, spoke and now dirt rose [?]
Yellow wines, dirty Sprite
[Yeck?] sippin' slower, power
On the raise the name Ray
Make dope under the moon and the sun
Fuck with my pay and I'm cut
On the track and in the streets
I call [le flic?]
From Texas to the Beech
N***a, preach
[I bridged the hitter water?]
Forty yams dippin'
Most sippin' piranhas
Swear the sucker
Who be front like I'm a [sunna?]
[?] hella Dominicanas
Rollin' in my marijuana
[?]
[Chorus: Azizi Gibson]
Man, this shit sound like so West Coast shit (N***a, what?)
Just some dope shit
Cute Spanish honnies all chavvys with the [?]
We just leave a bih
Second shit [?] a lick
Better watch your lips
If you snitch then we commin' quick
Man, this shit sounds like so West Coast shit (West side)
Even he ain't know silence's always out
Booty's out, [?] woman good
Always rollin' [?]
Never now
We don't give a fuck
Get your money, bro
If you don't, get the fuck from us

[Verse 2: Azizi Gibson]
It's funny how the name changed on 'em
Ghost in the Shell came out, this shit was golden
My old rapper friends ain't no around yo folder
I do the dumb shit like Facebook post it
We takin' [dub?] after [dub?], that's for real
I might as well eat with this the meal
My babygirl keep rollin' up the kill
I got the [?] on the ices, I can't spill
Now you feelin' what I'm sayin', homie
I don't know what you thought that we was playin', homie
He got to gift [?], got the weapon on 'em
Depend on what you sayin'
I'll keep a step on 'em
We in Atlanta: sexy hoes, [?] clothes
People that you know
We blowin' [O's?]
What the snow, get yo dough
He the right
Get some more, n***a, get some hoes
He a fool
I'm a pro, this how I row
The engine new [?], the car old
[?]
You know is escargot
No, I prefer it in the now
Two years and turn this motherfuckin' eye
I'm here to keep the demon's eye
And I show you what we [?] 'bout
But I'm 'bout to break you down
Move fast, we don't never make a sound
[Chorus: Azizi Gibson]
Man, this shit sound like so West Coast shit (N***a, what?)
Just some dope shit
Cute Spanish honnies all chavvys with the [?]
We just leave a bih
Second shit [?] a lick
Better watch your lips
If you snitch then we commin' quick
Man, this shit sounds like so West Coast shit (West side)
Even he ain't know silence's always out
Booty's out, [?] woman good
Always rollin' [?]
Never now
We don't give a fuck
Get your money, bro
If you don't, get the fuck from us