Top Songs By G-Eazy
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
G-Eazy, Blueface feat. ALLBLACK & YG
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gerald Gillum
Songwriter
Benjamin Falik
Songwriter
Jonathan Porter
Songwriter
Richard Serrell
Songwriter
Ali Malek
Songwriter
Dandre Sams
Songwriter
Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JULiA LEWiS
Producer
Dakari
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Assistant Engineer
Rashawn McLean
Assistant Engineer
Michael Seaberg
Assistant Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Six million ways to mob, choose one
(Some-some-something about the West Coast)
It's somethin' in the water
(Something about the West Coast)
(It makes me wanna ride)
Ayy, ooh, ayy, ooh
[Verse 2]
You can't imagine the way that this cash feelin'
Don't know what's harder, the first or the last million
My last album took care of my grandchildren (Ayy)
You tried to win, cracked you head on the glass ceiling (Ow)
What it is? Sick wit' it, it is
The way this money look, I'll be signed to Sony for years
Micro-dosing 'shrooms and I might just go pop a thizz
They see that black 'Rari, they know that it's one of his (Vroom)
Ooh, realest in the room (Room)
Could fill a pool with all the alcohol that I consume (Ooh)
I'm coming this summer, yeah, it's safe to assume (What?)
I'm finna clean up using Golden State's broom
West Coast, real Town business (Ayy)
Puma check just got cleared, merry Christmas
More sales, you catchin' more L's
I drove here in a Scraper playin' this on four 12's
[Verse 3]
Something about the West Coast
It makes me wanna ride
Shake it Westside
Throw ya hands up, let's ride
To the city of the scene
Put it on the one, get ya body on the dance floor
It's all love, yeah, and it's never bad, look
Something about the West Coast
It makes me wanna ride
Shake it Westside
Throw ya hands up, let's ride
To the city of the scene
Put it on the one, get ya body on the dance floor
[Verse 4]
Blueface, baby
Yeah (Yeah, a'ight)
It's the face of the West Coast (Scoop)
Been mackin', I got more bitches than PetCo (Been mackin')
VVSs breakin' and bustin' like the Metro (Bussin')
West Side Yankees (Scoop)
Midtown business (Town Business)
Yeah, a'ight, schoolyard to the children (To the children)
Used to be broke, Cash Money got me healin' (West)
You can't show me how to make a mill' 'til you make a mill' (Bop)
Welcome to the West Coast, this the best coast (West Coast)
You can find the best hoes and the best dro
Doin' the dash in the Aston up and down Pico (Ooh)
Freak ho, my pants sag until the meat show (Ooh)
Yeah, a'ight, welcome to the me show (To the me show)
Two dicks, big pisser and a Glicko (Uh)
(Blueface, baby, big pisser and the Glicko)
Yeah aight, I like my money in blue faces, baby
I like fuckin', all my bitches call me fucker
We can't fuck if you can't take the rug burn
(Blueface, baby)
[Verse 5]
Something about the West Coast
It makes me wanna ride
Shake it Westside
Throw ya hands up, let's ride
To the city of the scene
Put it on the one, get ya body on the dance floor
Something about the West Coast
It makes me wanna ride
Shake it Westside
Throw ya hands up, let's ride
To the city of the scene
Put it on the one, get ya body on the dance floor
[Verse 6]
(ALLBLACK)
Is it Lake Merritt on Sunday or a game at the Oracle?
Is it them Too $hort type Gary Payton players from the Big O?
Is it that timeless tycoon style like Shakur and Mac Dre?
That's what they askin' when they hear ALLBLACK in they stereo
Corner store white tee's and a fifth of that dog water to go
Slappin' "Saturday Love", goin' dumb up out the window
I got Dirty Harry no L's I ain't stopping' for 5-0
Kick some shit through Oakland, San Jose, Vallejo, and Frisco
Book your flight to this motherfucker and come feel the love
Gangbangin', sideshow swingin', home of the Bloods and Cuz (ALLBLACK)
I be with rich white boys you could of swore was bums (That's me)
Spread the game, feed yo people, come fuck with a thug
Can't n'an **** take the credit for the plays I run
Lendin' my wicked, face tatted like Jacob Nugs
Ain't hella tall but I still bop on shit like Spud
That Black Panther, slash Doberman Pinsch' from the Dubs (Black!)
[Verse 7]
Something about the West Coast
It makes me wanna ride
Shake it Westside
Throw ya hands up, let's ride
To the city of the scene
Put it on the one, get ya body on the dance floor
Something about the West Coast
It makes me wanna ride
Shake it Westside
Throw ya hands up, let's ride
To the city of the scene
Put it on the one, get ya body on the dance floor
[Verse 8]
West, West, West, West, West, West
The bity on my back, got a hundred racks on my chest
You is now rockin' with the boolest ****, instant flex
My socks like a cholo, on my shoes, got Nike checks
Zz-zz-zz-zz, pull the Sup' up to the 'jects
Zz-zz-zz-zz, as I chug up this Hen
Zz-zz-zz-zz, gotta keep this shit West (Bounce, bitch)
They like, "Damn, how YG and Blueface connect?" (Bounce)
'Cause Bompton ain’t playing with you
Inglewood ain’t playing with you (Bang)
Long Beach ain’t playing with you
Them gang ties stayin' with you (They stayin')
This game don't stop **** you can't blow no damn whistle
This shit forever so I forever walk 'round with my pistol (400)
I'm the type that pull up on your bitch on her lunch break (On yo bitch)
I'm the type she see and wanna fuck, I got a fuck face (On your bitch)
I'm somewhere big boolin' on a Sunday (With your bitch)
Then it's white socks and hard bottoms
Then brazy girls on Monday (Oh, West)
[Verse 9]
Something about the West Coast (West)
Throw ya hands up, let's ride
(Y'all **** know what it is)
To the city of the scene
(West side shit ****)
Put it on the one, get ya body on the dance floor
It's all love, yeah, and it's never bad, look
Something about the West Coast
(West side ****)
It makes me wanna ride
Shake it Westside
(Pac voice)
Throw ya hands up, let's ride
To the city of the scene
Put it on the one, get ya body on the dance floor
Written by: Ali Malek, Benjamin Falik, D'andre Sams, Gerald Gillum, Jonathan Porter, Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson, Richard Serrell