West Coast Shit (feat. Tyga & Quavo)

(Bongo ByTheWay)

(Mustard on the beat, ho) Look

Pop Smoke, I'm on some west coast shit (Pop Smoke)

In New York, I got a west coast bitch (West coast)

Huncho on that west coast shit (Woo)

Left wrist, both wrist, that's some bricks (Woo)

If the opps is in the spot, red dot (Grrah)

Somebody call Batman, I'm robbin' (Brrt)

I got em', Smoke, I pop em'

Put the bitch on Prada, now she proper

T-Raww, I'm on some west coast shit (Bidness)

LaFeezy, live on the Sunset Strip (Yeah)

Today was a good day, fly as a blimp (Yeah)

I just book a round trip, I don't argue with the bitch (No)

And my Spanish bitch talk spicy with the lip

When the car worth an M, you don't gotta touch the rim

Don't ask me the price, cost an arm, leg, and limb (Yeah)

When you in the light, **** wanna steal your dim (Bih)

Where you get that from? **** gotta say it's him

Wanna copy my flow, I switch this shit again (Woo)

**** ain't put the work, they don't celebrate the win

When you was balled up with your bitch, I was shootin' in the gym

Motherfucker

Pop Smoke, I'm on some west coast shit (Pop Smoke)

Aye, New York, I got a west coast bitch (West coast)

Huncho on that west coast shit (Woo)

Left wrist, both wrist, that's some bricks (Woo)

If the opps is in the spot, red dot (Grrah)

Somebody call Batman, I'm robbin' (Brrt)

I got em', Smoke, I pop em'

Put the bitch on Prada, now she proper

Christian Louboutins like I set the pasta

But I still steam his ass, I'll grab him

I'm in that new Dior, Quay in that Prada

Don't get it confused, I'll drop him

Four-door **** ridin' strapped

Get straight, hacked to the back

We don't play disrespect, real talk, this not just rap

Gang ties in my tat, .22's in the shed

Shotgun in my bed, knockoff a **** dreads

Thirty-six carats on my wrist

That mean there's thirty-six carats on my bitch (Woo)

Shit, how Virgil got me drippin'

And it's straight from the faucet in the kitchen

Pop Smoke, I'm on some west coast shit (Pop Smoke)

Aye, New York, I got a west coast bitch (West coast)

Huncho on that west coast shit (Woo)

Left wrist, both wrist, that's some bricks (Woo)

If the opps is in the spot, red dot (Grrah)

Somebody call Batman, I'm robbin' (Brrt)

I got em', Smoke, I pop em'

Put the bitch on Prada, now she proper (Quavo)

West Side, north side, yessir (Yes, sir)

East side, south side, let's go to work (Go to work)

Right hand in the air, let's pop a perc (Pop a perc)

New coupe up the lot, skrrt in the dirt (Skrrt)

She came in last place, she can get a shirt (Get a shirt)

If she go to first place, baby, get a purse (Purse)

Cook it in the left hand, whip it in reverse (Whip it)

Dead man in the hearse when the gang purge

Five hundred K on the wrist, look at me scorin' your bitch (Woo)

My diamond close and they kiss, the skelly came with a fish

I catch a playoff assist, now watch it jump out the pit (Uh)

I can't get caught in the mix, I make a hit, I can't miss (Hit)

Pop Smoke, I'm on some west coast shit (Pop Smoke)

Aye, New York, I got a west coast bitch (West coast)

Huncho on that west coast shit (Woo)

Left wrist, both wrist, that's some bricks (Woo)

If the opps is in the spot, red dot (Grrah)

Somebody call Batman, I'm robbin' (Brrt)

I got em', Smoke, I pop em'

Put the bitch on Prada, now she proper