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Ivy, the Eternal

westside

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Hip-Hop/Rap

westside was released on November 7, 2025 by Meet Me Halfway as a part of the album westside - Single

Song Details

Albumwestside - Single

Release DateNovember 7, 2025

LabelMeet Me Halfway

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM92

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Ivy, the Eternal

Ivy, the Eternal

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Ivy, the Eternal

Ivy, the Eternal

Songwriter

Ivy Terrill

Composer

Simon Servida

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

ITE

Producer

Lyrics

****, we street and we hood

Ain't nobody ever gave us shit!

When you see us shinin' it's because we steady grindin'

In the city, uh

'Member you used to drive a Yukon

I pick up whenever you call

In the parking lot in Tucson, like

"Are you with me?"

In the Phantom with the roof gone

I pull up like Jimmy Neutron

I can help you get a move on like U-Haul

And I know

Uh, you like to go slow

But we could go faster

Tell me the password

Slide city, slide city (Bitch, who do you love?)

You know what that means, uh

I'm coming up on you quickly, mm (Bitch, who do you love?)

I bring nice things, uh

Slide city, slide (Bitch, who do you love?)

Plenty other men tryna get in the bed

So I'ma get slouched instead (Bitch, who do you love?)

I know it's gon' makе you beg

What would I do? (Bitch, who do you love?)

I'm that **** with the plugs

I'm the **** who got homies that be sellin' drugs

I'm the **** on the back street

With the fat heat, **** better run like athletes

I'm that ****, I'm that ****

My Bank of America account got six figures

I'm that **** on the block

Police pull up, I'm tryna stash the Glock

Uh, you that **** on the low-low

You the ****, you're the one that be talkin' to the po-pos

Uh, Porsche sittin' on Forgi's

**** can't afford these

The Panamera shittin' on the 911

I call my homies, not 911

I'm that **** with the juice

But I'll never do my **** like Pac did Q

What would I do (What would I do?) (Bitch, who do you love?)

If I didn't love you, baby?

What would I do if I didn't love you, baby? (Bitch, who do you love?)

What would I do (What would I do?) (Bitch, who do you love?)

If I didn't lovе you? (Bitch, who do you love?)

(Champagne)

(Bitch, who do you love?)

I got a shorty name Texas Syn

She got a buddy named Young JB

(Are you with me?)

We turnt up in the studio late night

That's why the songs that you hear are comin' real tight

OVO crew, ****, thought I told you

If you a player in the game, this should hold you

And man shout my **** Game he just rolled through

Eatin' crab out in Malibu at Nobu

A lot of fools puttin' salt in the game

Until these women get the notion that they runnin' the game

They got money that they jumpin' on the pole to make

Did "The Motto", took a flight to the golden state

I'm the general, just makin' sure my soldiers straight

Had to leave my ****, homie got an open case

But I'm big on the West like I'm big in the South

So we gon' pay some people off, we gon' figure it out

And my name too big, and my gang too big

Young Money shit, me and Lil Wayne too big

I'ma crush that ass even if it ain't too big

I would pinky swear but my pinky ring too big

Slide city, slide city (Bitch, who do you love?)

You know what that means, uh

I'm coming up on you quickly, mm (Bitch, who do you love?)

I bring nice things (Yeah; baby, I bring nice things)

Slide city, slide (Bitch, who do you love?)

Plenty other men tryna get in the bed

So I'ma get slouched instead (Bitch, who do you love?)

I know it's gon' make you beg (Bitch, who do you love?)

What would I do

(I'm that ****, I'm that ****)

If I didn't love you, baby?

(Bank of America account got six figures)

What would I do

(I'm that **** on the block)

If I didn't love you, baby?

What would I do (Run like athletes)

(I'm that ****, I'm that ****)

(Bank of America account got six figures)

If I didn't love you? (What would I do?)

I'm that **** on the block

(What would I—, what would I do?)

Wh-Wh-Who do you love? (Love you, love you)

(Love you, love you)

Bitch, who do you love? (Love you, love you)

(Love you, love you)

Bitch, who do you love?

Bitch, who do you love?

Bitch, who do you love?

Written by: Ivy Terrill, Ivy, the Eternal, Simon Servida

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