TV BOY - Westside Gunn

Ayo

Brr

Brr…

Ayo, we whip-whop dishes, four-fifth in the Enfantes Riches

Fifty-K for the Dolce and Gabana, refrigerator in the kitchen

Hand me the ice, Lord, sellin' dope a part of my religion

Back to back Maybach trucks (Skrrt), two-tone

Wet his baby mama house up (Brr, brr), I don’t give a fuck who home (Doot, doot,

doot…)

Knock your brains out the park like Pujols, the new GOAT (Boom, boom, boom,

boom, boom)

Y’all ain’t fuckin' with me, that’s what I do know (That's what I do know)

I was dumpin' the work, my crack sumo (Ah)

I had to stash the culo, Givenchys with the dark

My sweaters look like Cujo (Ah), y’all niggas been fu

Hopped out the CLS, mix the Dsquared2 with the Ruger

Hand to hand to to Maxine’s, she skipped up the block (Ah)

Went to Jeanine’s, now they pipes steamin' (Now the pipes steamin')

Immaculate spoon (Ah), a monkey in the room

His legs wouldn’t move, now that nigga leanin' (Now that nigga leanin')

Ayo, the magnificent, the judge gave Sly infinite

Sittin' in a cell, my dry wells spilled Benjamins

Cherry GL (Skrrt), we wore Chanel to our sentencin'

Always prevail, your pace snail, who you dealin' with?

(Ah)

Moncler jeans, beware, it’s the MAC squeezer (Brr, brr)

If all else fail, I kept Pyrex and scales (Ah)

Last place was hell, I’m talkin' 23 and 1

Thirty minutes straight, we stared at the sun

I miss my old celly, I wish that nigga’d come home

Been locked since the '80s, never had a cell phone

Used to dip out of bed and meet a bitch in Shoshone

Free that nigga J Batters, free my nigga Low Pro

Ever since I got rich, it’s niggas hatin' on GOAT

Park the Cullinan on Bailey, got the ice on the road

When God made FLYGOD, he ain’t make 'em no more

And then the sun shined (And then the sun shined)

Ayo, hand to hand to Maxine’s, she skipped up the block (Ah)

Went to Jeanine’s (Ah), now they pipes steamin' (Now the pipes steamin')

Immaculate spoon, a monkey in the room

His legs wouldn’t move, now that nigga leanin' (Now that nigga leanin')