Forest Lawn
Westside Gunn
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Ayo, ayo I take these words to my grave, can't nobody f*ck with me I take these words to my grave, I take these words to my grave I take these words to my grave, can't nobody f*ck with me I take these words to my grave, I take these words to my grave I take these words to my grave, can't nobody f*ck with me I take these words to my grave, I take these words to my grave I take these words to my grave, can't nobody f*ck with me I take these words to my grave, I take these words to my grave Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo Four pound automatic Turn one to three, I'm talking magic (I'm talking magic) My Telfar saggin' (My Telfar saggin') See through Margiella mask with the matte tip Everybody wish they was this Jumpsuit was undercover, got the best work on my mother Take one hit, I bat his brother Got five runners for the summer, they gon' bring me all that I'ma buy guns for you suckers, I'ma buy more Johnny Dang Two hundred rounds, watch that thing hang I'ma shoot out the sun roof, gloves on, Alexander Wang Y'all keep acting like y'all ain't shit, y'all ain't shit Y'all be lusting on IG, I fucked that bitch I got money on money, I could get you killed All my niggas got bodies, 223s gon' split yo' shit I take these words to my grave, can't nobody f*ck with me I take these words to my grave, I take these words to my grave I take these words to my grave, can't nobody f*ck with me I take these words to my grave, I take these words to my grave I take these words to my grave, can't nobody f*ck with me I take these words to my grave, I take these words to my grave I take these words to my grave, can't nobody f*ck with me I take these words to my grave, I take these words to my grave My fork got stamina, arm and a hammer Now I'ma get rich in this bitch My money so tall, like wood on some stilts So tippy-toe, hopping the fence I pop in ya, popping my wrist Mention my name when you pull out the list I lead the score, a couple assists I'm in a foreign surrounded my bricks You on the floor surrounded by sticks You want some more, you gonna get it On 22s, a word to Emmitt When I'm in first, your foes defend me Coming in first, you folks offend me I'm in the Rolls, no first amendment I close the gap, I told my dentist I used to trap next door to Wendy's I-I got 'em tweaking now (Tweaking now) Probably no sleeping now (Sleeping now) I pop with the beacon, you know what I'm speaking With gasoline seeping out (F*ck that shit, boy) Extendo is peeking out, the lookout is peeking out You know I ain't preaching, mama, my mental They gotta come see me now, Tony I take these words to my grave, can't nobody f*ck with me I take these words to my grave, I take these words to my grave I take these words to my grave, can't nobody f*ck with me I take these words to my grave, I take these words to my grave I take these words to my grave, can't nobody f*ck with me I take these words to my grave, I take these words to my grave I take these words to my grave, can't nobody f*ck with me I take these words to my grave, I take these words to my grave 'Mani Ceas', the dame with the gang Griselda the crew, we the clip with the wave Boss bitch, queen of my lane Been running it up like I'm getting in shape F*ck it, I just gave my own self a raise Which one I'ma cop, Bentley or Wraith? Mic'in 'em both just to play in they face Tell them white bitches to stay in they place These rappers, get 'em so aggy It ain't respected unless a bitch at me Armani's closet, fit got him gagging You in designer, still looking tacky My chain on Johnny Dang, my bank account put these niggas to shame You doing spreads with all of them 20s Please put them lil bitty racks away, woo Upping sticks, while I'm up in dicks While you suckin' dick, I be stuffing bricks Boss bitch, and I'm fucking rich Wish I would be pressed 'bout another bitch Saint Laurent, it ain't even out yet I ain't shopping at no fucking outlet In Milan with my hands outstretched Living room with Versace couch sets Ain't that the word on the street? FLYGOD has the best shit
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