Size 42 - Westside Gunn

Who fuckin' with me?

I can’t recollect

SKSs with the bassinet, have respect even after death (Doot, doot, doot, doot,

doot, doot, doot, doot)

Sell a thousand wholes, then we bag the rest

Who trap the best?

MAC and TEC, big one (Brr, brr)

Come fuck with me, bitch, your baby daddy ain’t richer

Used to sleep on them cots every night, I remember (Ah)

Shot a bag, get a vent 'cause it’s cold in the winter ('Cause it’s cold in the

winter)

Pissed in your cup, put glass in your dinner (Ah)

Keep the ski mask with me, fuck around, hit the big one

Balenciagas got me six feet (Six feet)

But my ID say I’m only 5'10″ (Only 5'10″)

Might sell a hundred bricks this week (This week)

Next year, I’mma go and buy the Bisons (Ah)

Pitch in all ninth innings, keep the coupe untinted

Might see ya bitch in it (Ah), you see the neck kitted

Might shoot off the trunk, motherfucker, I did it (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom,

boom, boom, boom, boom, doot, doot, doot, doot)

Niagara Café with the bicken, nigga (Bicken, nigga)

Money on your head, I pay the ticket, nigga (Pay the ticket, nigga)

You ain’t never sold soap before, new Pelayo on the wall

Took the razor to a sword fight and then became the lord (Ah)

Got the Lamborghini two-door and the four-door (Skrt)

Might kick in your door, mix and matchin' Dior

Givenchy’s with the sharks, lil' nigga, I’m Jaws (Ah)

Stash crack in the jar, .44 when it’s war (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Look at the titties on the stick, fuck around, get your brains gone (Boom, boom,

boom, brr)

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