[Bridge]

West Bank in this motherfucker

Fucking all these hoes and bitches

Dope dick like Robitussin

Rollin up that Cali-

West Bank in this motherfucker

Fucking all these hoes and bitches

Dope dick like Robitussin

Rollin up that Cali-

[Intro]

Trap-a-holics

Yeah

Who is it?

This a Scrim beat

Real trap shit

Drug flow

Dat turn up

Scrim

Drug flow 2

Yeah

West Bank in this motherfucker

Fucking all these hoes and bitches

Dope dick like Robitussin

Rollin up that Cali killer

With a bad bitch that's down to fuck

[?] switch bitch

Hit that shit like an open junkie

Yeah, hit that shit like an open junkie

[Verse 1]

Rest in peace to [?]

Wish the homie could see me now

These motherfuckers I'm scaring

G*59, I hold the crown

Eat these boys like pussy

It's that chopper city

Throw 'em all in a river

No witnesses

No trap

I'm rollin', no skateboard

Blowin loud, with no noise

Kush blacker than acorn

Beats blowing up like napalm

Them 808s, that bass drum

AK with that drum set

Just psycho, one bitch

Schizophrenic, ah

[Hook]

Got a bad bitch, chillin' in my guest room

Runnin thru them bands, roll it up, I love to flex

Pop a couple mollys

Got me breaking out in sweats

Put a thousand on his head

That's a promise, not a threat

Got a bad bitch, chillin' in my guest room

Runnin thru them bands, roll it up, I love to flex

Pop a couple mollys

Got me breaking out in sweats

Put a thousand on his head

That's a promise, not a threat

Now turn up

Now turn up

Dat turn up

We turn up

Turn up

[Verse 2]

Pumping out all this work

I don't have to bench press

Fresh J's, fresh Chuck's

Always love to flex

Talkin' all that shit when its no one behind the pistol

Keep running that mouth

Swear your mama gon' miss you

White boy on my grizzle

Steady cashin checks

G*59 homie

Put it on my set

Fast broads, low cars

Motherfuck a Corvette

Sippin 4's till I die

Codeine lips stay wet

[Hook]

Got a bad bitch, chillin' in my guest room

Runnin thru them bands, roll it up, I love to flex

Pop a couple mollys

Got me breaking out in sweats

Put a thousand on his head

That's a promise, not a threat

Got a bad bitch, chillin' in my guest room

Runnin thru them bands, roll it up, I love to flex

Pop a couple mollys

Got me breaking out in sweats

Put a thousand on his head

That's a promise, not a threat

Now turn up

Now turn up

Dat turn up

We turn up

Turn up

[Outro]

Now turn up

Now turn up

Dat turn up

We turn up

Turn up

Yeah