paroles de chanson OUTLANDER - Westside Gunn

Ayo, ayo (ayo, ayo)
Myles, Myles, got a minute?

Ayo, the illest since Master P (uh), rich off drug dealin' actually
These niggas tryna act like the illest, shit, blasphemy
You want a kilogram with no steps? Nigga, answer me
These niggas won't get outta line, it be a tragedy (brr)

Y'all be gassin' these niggas
LV sweats, Wu Dunks, baggin' the GZA (ah)
I swear I hate these rap niggas, word to my wisdom
Seen Chine Gun in his casket and I kissed him

Hit him broad day (boom-boom-boom-boom)
Close-up, how could I miss him? (Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom)
I can't wait 'til Sly home, you shoulda seen us in prison
I had the all black Prada jumpsuit on a mission
Shit was just last week, I be still bullshittin' (boom-boom-boom-boom)
I'm on my own dick (boom-boom-boom-boom-boom)

Ayo, fuck these niggas, Lord (ayo, fuck these niggas, Lord)
Yeah, I'm on my own dick (doot-doot)
Y'all niggas can't be fuckin' serious (niggas can't be fuckin' serious, man)
(We must not be listenin' to the same shit) I'm on my own dick
Man, I'm not I'm fuckin' pressed at all (can't fuckin' be)
(That nigga trash) yeah, I'm on my own dick (doot-doot)
(That nigga trash, doot-doot, that nigga trash, doot-doot, ayo)

Three different colored Rolls (skrrt), back-to-back with the blowers
Blow like the Ochoa's, in the water like Moses (whip)
Posin' in Vetements, Rowdy Roddy Piper with the headlock (ah)
Hopped out the truck with MAC-12, fake dreadlocks (brr)

It's gettin' scary at night, bury a flight jacket
I was Jesus Christ in my past life
Who fuckin' with me? Name 'em
Slayin' in Bottega, drainin', slavin' over hot stoves

Took the cookie out, amen, he already rattin' on day ten
My nigga burnt (ah), he just did a dub in the state pen
My nigga turnt, had a shootout with the State Troopers (rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah)
My homie got dressed, celebrated, ate Peter Luger

Face in Lagerfeld stockin', clockin'
Line 'em up, I watched 'em wash 'em, every dope head say I got it (whoo)
Shit was all manifested from a cot
I'm from the Eastside, it's not one street you can't get shot (doot-doot-doot-doot)

I'm on my own dick (doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Yeah, I'm on my own dick
I'm on my own dick
Yeah, I'm on my own dick