WESTFIVE$EVEN

[Hook] A lot of niggas switch up and then they split up But this WESTFIVESEVEN shit been here before us And I'm just tryna get it popping I just wanna get it popping I can't wait to get it popping My whole hood gon' get it popping [Verse 1] Niggas yelling out streets, they yelling out blocks I'm screaming WESTFIVESEVEN until my neighborhood pop Build it up from the bottom, I just wanna be stunna Own a couple of islands and talk a whole bunch of numbers All my shit heavy bass, make Glizzy Impala shake Bout to slide down the ave cuz papi whip up them steaks Whole platter $4.50 a extra dollar my dutchy Half the hood playing scratch-offs, guess everybody feel lucky I'm tryna be living proof, the youth got the juice I just wanna spin the block in something missing a roof In my cup, ain't no juice, spilled honey jack on my shoes Everything I drink brown, everything I twist loud WESTFIVESEVEN my work, nigga putting it down WESTFIVESEVEN my shirt, bitches digging my style ahhh [Hook] (x2) [Verse 2] I'm my own role model, I don't follow no models I ain't follow old models, I just was making my own Everything trial and error, got better all on my own I can't lie, I be stressing, I'm known for throwing my phones Probably slamming a door but shit I gotta break something I was tryna stay calm but shit my beat wasn't dumping And my peoples was fussing and my slider wasn't coming I was just tryna cook up, WESTFIVESEVEN my oven Told my niggas it's coming, just a couple more onions Let me season my shit, purp and sour my zip Something chocolate my chick, WESTFIVESEVEN my strip WESTFIVESEVEN my strip, WESTFIVESEVEN my strip