Lyrics ASTON - Ishmael Raps

Westside til the wet dry nigga
Even out in Bedstuy nigga
(OKAY!)
Uh
Westside
Till i'm in caskets
Swerving the Aston
Hope I don't crash it
I'm at the gala, you Galifianakis
You funny acting, want a reaction
Uh, My chick the baddest
Eat it and leave it
She dining and dashin'
Feeling like Patrick
I firmly grasp it
Then I head back to the city of madness

Whippin', Whippin', Whippin', Whippin'

Don't got the time today
Niggas be talking but they in the way
Big VV diamonds might blind ya face
That's why I keep a few tucked in the chain
Wrist it don't tick, but the choppa gon sing
But the denim off-white so I'm dodging the stains

Wait, Wait (Wait, Wait)
Wait, Wait (Wait, Wait)

Back at that shit bitch I'm going in
Stackin' that shit 'cus know it be flowing in
Ain't that a bitch that she go with him
See me on TV now she wanna glow again
Wait, wait
Wait, Wait
Cameras on me hit a pose again
Bad bitches stand next to me they Cambodian
Shout to Morian
On the podium
And I'm screaming free slime, nickelodeon
They ain't pay me no mind
Swept the floor w them
Messy bitch wanna mop me like custodian
Wait
Wait
Got too much gas in the tank
Swerving in traffic might scratch up the paint
Head to the bank of bank
Outside, outside
Outside, outside

What!
What!
What!
Lil' bitch!
What!
What!
What!
Okay!