Westwood Crib Session

Put on the timer Let it dry Ammo got me higher Yeah I'm fried People like this budda on, is just a side Huncho Bonafide hustler, I do or die yeah I used to sit in the flats thinking of ways to make pennies to racks They see me and start getting spaz attacks You don't even need to run it back I made it all back anyway In debt to the plug I'm stuck in the mud I sat on a stack anyway They tell me I'm fiction I'm smoking addicted I speak about facts everyday It's back to the packs anyway Sack in the rucksack heavy weight Benching a lot heavy plates Dodging these pigs everyday Eating home cooked ready made I be the hot sauce All of these bruddas are PeriPeri These hoes they showing they body to me Like we don't know that she is a hoadie I'm flipping the shit and she's showing her tits She will never hold it for me I make these Speakerz Knock Making these bands on my Lonely And I do it on my ones This bitch will never do it for me These niggas are bitching they talking the Most your bitch fucking you with a strap on My word is my word Your word ain't shit and that is the thing you go back on Let me get my pack on Tryna aim for a mortgage I ain't tryna be so hands on Girl I'm moving so whorish She's in lingerie I make her dance for me Latex when I bag homie Big buds and they not homie Hi-def coming like Sony Real G by my side Tony Aim it at your arm Stoney Hella losses tracking back homie Gladly racing through the track homie I'm in a crib session with Westwood with a pack on me I ain't solo I got my dogs with me I ain't solo I got my dogs with me Rolling with my J no Hus Rolling with my J no Hus Rolling with my J no Hus Rolling with my J no Hus M got the jubba no fuss Hunch got the jubba It's tucked Hustling from time I used to jump on the number 6 bus Now it's back to the roads where I been grafting Petite brown ting now I'm Pimp walking Seen her at the rave yeah she's been watching Four man try the ting but shes dun talking So I pull up This is life from the gutter Knife with no butter Poking, it's proper See the big boy and little boy want stutter See the big boy and little boy want stutter enough Enuff, I ain't got time to waste Persian rugs in my place yeah I pree opp boys I got a dossier From the youngins straight up to the bosses Elevation Elevation This year's about elevation Doobie in my mouth I got a revelation Went down the wrong path made some mistakes yeah Sit up seven days, couple piss takes yeah Baby leave these nerds you need a risk Taker you need a risk taker we need to get paper God damn we need to get paper Let me tell you about some times when I never had a dime Let me tell you about some times I used to sit and waste my time Now I really want money Thots, thots lining up just to hug me Bitch niggas owe me some money Isn't that funny Huncho I was doing 24s in the streets Same faces everyday, dejavu every week Took so many L's man I been on a streak And watch out for fake love cause that shit is so deep And I'm sitting in the tr smoking Z to the face And I'm grinding on my ones cause nobody relates Pick her up in the whip on the seats full of cake Drop her to the bus stop I can't take her for dates And they do it for the socials man yeah I don't give a fuck And I do it for my family I be breaking it up And I had no sleep for a while Sell the bud run it up And I'm loving this cake I be breaking it up Put a stop on the time I be breaking it up And I'm sipping the tea While I'm feeling her cups I need me a certi bitch that can give me some pups I don't need me a psycho ting that will put me in cuffs And I learnt me some lessons Get the dope out the kitchen And I still pray to god I still pray for forgiveness I might be on the wrong I still got my religion I make her take off with the pack I put these hoes on a missions Yeah the keys in ignition Speeding straight to the riches From corner stores to foreign hoes fuck a slice I need a Domino's And I line 'em up like domino's then disappear like vamonos Still kick back with a Pot Noodle Big dog yeah yeah to these dog poodles So fuck it I'm out Fuck it I'm out 93 I said let me come out 93 I came out And my momma was proud Yeah and my mother was proud