Текст песни West Vibes - A Flexx

Beekay put shit in a casket
Only winners get put on my team
(No question)
You better win have faith
(Say grace)
Go eat what you got on yo plate
Scars on my body
From holding my weight up
In with my circle
Not shape with no squares
Forever like figures
No let's say infinity
Still on that same shit
With no energy
It's a thought should I cop
A new pair of jeans for 300
(Hmm)
Same price as some shoes
Young nigga I got nothin to lose
Except my family pick or choose
All the money in the world
Just stop is you stupid
Independent got a group
Money spending it be bookoo
Not really into that voodoo
I'm the one you need to look for
I'm the one you should insure too aye
Scrolling, swiping, and typing and shit
Most likely ignore if you calling my phone
Ima hit you with a text
Unless it's urgent
Can sense that shit right through my bones
Chilli it's cold
Feeling the breeze need a whip
Just in case I'm kicked out of my home
Heater got heat so in case you get bolder
Rocks on my wrist
Stone I need boulders
Shrugging my shoulders like I don't know
For the cash got a rake
For the grass a hoe
Pickup and I deliver like amazon
We gon pick up at half early in the quarter
Try your best to stay chill and don't panic
Blow you out like a nigga had candles
Like I'm really outstanding, outlandish
Have control cause you might lose the handle on camera
How you gon handle dat glitch
(Huh)
Its a Gemini yeah that's a crazy bitch
You gon see hit that light and flip on the switch
If it come with a genie then go make a wish
Only 1 so be smart
Kevin I do got some heart
Expressing my thoughts
Use to sleep down on the carpet
Driving don't yield to no traffic
Bigger but I think need larger aye

West vibes not the Southside
Open like mouth wide
Look up at me with them frog eyes
Papi I told you don't call me daddy
Pack at the crib I don't need a Fanny
Ghost ride the bitch I'm top call me Danny
Big cheeks by the 2 call her sandy
Fanta sippin leaning mixed
With Some candy aye

West vibes not the south side
Open like mouth wide
Look up at me with them frog eyes
Papi I told you don't call me daddy
Pack at the crib I don't need it
Ghost ride that bitch I'm top call me Danny
Big cheeks by the 2
Sandy
Fanta sippin leanin mix
Candy
(Aye, woo)

Powered it off literally Shut the shit down
No lie
Been losing some weight off my shoulders
I gotta get back and go work up some pounds
Born and left outta the wood
So don't try to correct me
And say that I come from the Town
Living in Spanaway
Yo body found in American thinkin he drowned
Don't try to critique me lil nigga
(Woo, aye)
8 on my jersey It's nothing to get me a 3 peat
I seen the way you was walking Talking lil nigga know you wanna be
So Ima put on for my city
Its nothing to me you can just call me jeezy
Sweatpants on A hot day
Shit I'm coo If I got a wife beater
Shoot like a sergeant bettered my left
When I do it and take a step back
Got me feeling like Harden
Times Square New York
I'm fuckin on Madison play in her Garden
You can't belittle me tranquility
(Why)
Like why would I ever pretend
Bitch I'm a winner
Can't fuck with a loser
Like obviously that nigga gon never win
The way he defending me
I'm gon get ahead If shit hit the fan
Watch it get critical ima need a lil revenue (cash)
And I put you high on the pedestal
Maybe my morals had just me better hoe
So don't you come running
And having some reasons
No time to put you on the schedule
(At all, Aye)

West vibes not the south
Open like mouth wide
Look up at me with them frog eyes
Papi I told you don't call me daddy
Pack at the crib I don't need it
Ghost ride that bitch I'm top call me Danny
Big cheeks by the 2