Текст песни Westbrook - xtsy*

[Verse]
I get around, Hopscotch (Hop, Yeah)
Backdoor wide open, nigga not on my watch
My timer tic-toc, why she always flip-flop? (Why she what?)
He put on a watch that was so fake it made his wrist hot, yeah
I can't go to bed yet, I ain't make a bag yet
I'll make you sign a NDA like, ho, I'm never lackin' (Let's go)
We get inside the studio
Like, ho, let's get it crackin' (Let's get it, ho)
On that mic with passion, pulled up with a MAC-10 (Yeah)
Just got ten assists, I feel like Westbrook, ho (Yeah, Westbrook, ho)
I'm well-connected, got some shooters out from Mexico
She tried to lie up on my name like I was Texako (Oh)
She pulled up straight up to the crib, I told her, "Flex that tho"
He caught a hollow in his hip, he move like grandpa now
I told her shush, inside the crib, "No, we can't make no sounds"
She had an attitude at first, I had to break that down
Ain't no relationships in you 'cause you on two much now (Woah, woah)
Lord, damn, that shit's astoundin'
Look what I'm surrounded with, hundreds and them thousands
Running up the bounty like RD2
Had to watch my position when I'm makin' moves