West Coast

(6 million ways to mob, choose one)

(Something about the West Coast)

(It's something in the water)

(Something about the West Coast)

(It makes me wanna ride)

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 grand children

You try to win, cracked your head on the glass ceiling

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

Ooh, realest in the room

Could fill a pool with all the alcohol that I consume

I'm coming this summer, yeah, it's safe to assume

I'm finna clean up using Golden State's broom

West Coast, real town business

Puma check just got cleared, merry Christmas

More sales, you catching more L's

I drove here in a Scraper playin' this on four 12's

It's all love, yeah

And it's never bad, look

Blueface, baby

Yeah, yeah aight

It's the face of the West Coast

Been mackin', I got more bitches than PetCo

VVS's breakin' and bustin' like the Metro

West Side Yankees, Midtown business

Yeah aight, schoolyard to the children

Used to be broke, cash money got me healin'

You can't show me how to make a mill' till you make a mill'

Welcome to the West Coast, this the best coast

You can find the best hoes and the best dro

Doin' a dash in the Aston up and down Pico

Freak ho, my pants saggin' till the meat shows

Yeah aight, welcome to the me show

Two dicks, big pisser and a Glicko

(Big pisser and a 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)

(It's all love)