[Intro]

Shit, tried to tell 'em, woah! (yeah, ya dig)

Tried to tell 'em, woah! (yeah, ya dig)

Tried to tell 'em, woah! (what? yeah, ya dig)

Huh, aye (slatt!)

Get it, I got it, yeah (ya dig)

Get it, I got it, yeah (ya dig)

Aye, yea

[Verse 1]

I can't get no satisfaction

Call up slime, he 'bout that action

That bitch think she got me mad, but I won't give her no reaction

"Fuck that bitch", that be my status

Shoot then act like nothin' happened

Stop to look then go back at it

We do that shit there for practice

I be stuntin' like my daddy

Feel like Wayne, feel like Baby

This shit make you feel good, like it's crack in the '80s

I've been working overtime, like im single with a baby

I could never trust a soul, other than the one who raised me

All that bullshit, it don't faze me

I be like, 'Wait, why you do that, huh?'

Ice on me, triple OG, I feel just like my grammy-ma

Say you did that first, oh nah, lil' boy, you be Lil Stanley son

Say you got a problem, well come here, come get you some

[Chorus]

With the Wesson

With the Wesson

With the Wesson

With the Wesson

Ain't no goin' back and forth

I got the Wesson

Ain't no goin' back

I hope you learned your lesson

Learned your lesson (tried to tell 'em)

With the Wesson (tried to tell 'em)

With the Wesson (tried to tell 'em)

With the Wesson (tried to tell 'em)

Ain't no goin' back and forth

I got the Wesson (tried to tell 'em)

Ain't no goin' back

I hope you learned your lesson (tried to tell 'em!)

[Verse 2]

I can never go without it, that bitch know too much about me

With the Wesson, like I'm Weston

I'm like one more, kemosabe

A different day, I'm movin' different

I came William, switch to Pippen

Shawty bad, but she dumb

I just want a bitch who listen, I just want a bitch who listen

Different colors, painting pictures

You want beef, I hit your sister

You want smoke, I make it clearer

Only talk when in the mirror

Only talk if you can't hear me

Never hide when shit get near me

Never hide from nothin' period

In LA, just like the Dodgers, she too much, I had to dodge her

Talk too much, I had to block her

Get too much, I call my partner

She want titties, call the doctor, then make sure they heal proper

Got blue honchos in these khakis like I'm fuckin' Mr. Rogers

[Chorus]

With the Wesson, (yah)

With the Wesson (what, hey)

With the Wesson, (what, yah)

With the Wesson (what, hey)

Ain't no goin' back and forth

I got the Wesson (what)

Ain't no goin' back

I hope you learned your lesson

Learned your lesson (tried to tell 'em)

With the Wesson (tried to tell 'em)

With the Wesson (tried to tell 'em)

With the Wesson (tried to tell 'em)

Ain't no goin' back and forth

I got the Wesson (tried to tell 'em)

Ain't no goin' back

I hope you learned your lesson (tried to tell 'em!)

With the Wesson, aye