(Chorus1)

West side

Ride up

With them sticks high

Benz truck

Hop out

They like oh my

To flamed

To high

Can’t even drive

Swerve lanes

Crash hard

We don’t ever die

(Verse1)

Yeah we sliding in the Benz on Westside

Hop out rockstar to these other guys

On the westside moving like a franchise

Had run a bag up while they fantasize

Yeah we pulling up hot with them red eyеs

Like a demon in the night by thеm street lights

Yeah she wanna fuck with me

Cause I creep right

Yeah she wanna get a bag like every night

She ganna shake that little ass on Westside

She gonna pop a lil pose

We gone be getting them bandz yeah

We gone be mopping them floors

I need like 10

I need like 20

I need like 30 or more

We gone be getting them bandz yeah

We gone be touching the road

(Chorus2)

West side

Ride up

With them sticks high

Benz truck

Hop out

They like oh my

To flamed

To high

Can’t even drive

Swerve lanes

Crash hard

We don’t ever die