笨小笨Westside(feat. Matty Wood$) (Explicit)歌词由Tyler Showers&Matty Wood$演唱，出自专辑《Burnside Avenue (Explicit)》，下面是《Westside(feat. Matty Wood$) (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
Westside(feat. Matty Wood$) (Explicit)歌词完整版
Westside(feat. Matty Wood$) (Explicit) - Tyler Showers/Matty Wood$
Lyrics by：Matty Wood$/Tyler Showers
Composed by：Matty Wood$/Tyler Showers
Aye aye aye
You know I kill s**t
Running up a check I make some bands and now
I'm real rich
Spend it on some fans that ain't deserve me
I'ma real b***h
Smashin' up the game it's in pieces so
I rebuild it
That's why I killed it
You know I kill s**t
Front some money forward just to build up my appearance
Peers would tell me you ain't gon' make it
It's not a mirror s**t
Lookin down on protégés
I realize all my lyrics hit
Right off your hippie lip
Aye I been geeked off the Hennessey
Haven't slept my anatomy breakin down
It's been bad for me
I can't help it it's happening
I would happily hеlp myself for some smoke off thе reefer
I'm talking real s**t the keef in the blunt
The realest the chief of the drugs aye
Pulled out my body it's sloppy
Mindset been rocky
Asap said don't get too cocky
I'm building riches like roddy
The Mister ain't with my hobbies I'm laughing
Hop in the mazzi I'm cappin
Tell all your mommies I'm rappin
Aye aye aye
You know I kill s**t
Running up a check I make some bands
And now I'm real rich
Spend it on some fans that ain't deserve me I'ma real b***h
Smashin' up the game it's in pieces so I rebuild it
That's why I killed it
You know I kill s**t
Front some money forward just to build up my appearance
Peers would tell me you ain't
Gon' make it it's not a mirror s**t
Lookin down on protégés
I realize all my lyrics hit
Right off your hippie lip
Yeah yuh aye
Never tell a lie never tell a lie
Writin on the bible yeah
Chopper get the kick chopper the the kick
Both hands on the rifle yeah
Jordan with the shot Jordan with the shot
Took it with my eyes closed yeah
Racks in the bank racks in the bank
Stack it like the Eiffel
Skate in the not regular link with the plug
On the regular yeah
Too high what you say it ain't register
20k lay it on the register
Just turn a trap to a penthouse they tryna see
How I do that chopper on me you
Get blew back money your boys smell
Like new rags geekin I'm goin a lil too fast yeah
Aye but what's in it for me
Sigh of relief money come in
I'm tryna be civil the racks they just tripple
My room full of skittles I'm high as can be yeah
Who be higher than me yeah
Never tell a lie never tell a lie yeah
Never tell a lie never tell a lie
Writin on the bible yeah
Chopper get the kick chopper get the kick
Both hands on the rife yeah
Flexin with the guap flexin with the guap
B***h I hold the title
Matty pass it over yeah
Run it Casanova yeah
Paid up like a chauffer but
I don't even know her no
Gotta get to my work h*e
Hope I say the right words though
All my life I been thorough
Overthought I wanna call the shots
For all my homies copping that dough wait
Impatient b***h I got road rage famous s**t is gettin overrated
Look for better days and it's always
Lookin like it's gon blow away wait wait wait wait
You know I kill s**t
Running up a check
I make some bands and now I'm real rich
Spend it on some fans that ain't deserve me I'ma real b***h
Smashin' up the game it's in pieces so I rebuild it
That's why I killed it
You know I kill s**t
Front some money forward just to build up my appearance
Peers would tell me you
Ain't gon' make it it's not a mirror s**t
Lookin down on protégés I realize all my lyrics hit
Right off your hippie lip
