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Lil Yachty - Westside lyrics

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Westside by Lil Yachty


[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Buddah blessed this beat)
[Verse 1]
What the f**k? (Woo)
Swear we up, why mom still stressin’? (What the f**k?)
She don’t wanna see her son taken away from his blessing (What the f**k?)
Purple toxic liquid all I been digesting (Eww)
‘Rather lay up with a model then rent a club section (What the f**k?)
Two straps on me, I’m nervous, I need protection (Brrt)
Feel like a teenage white girl, I follow one direction (Yeah)
And that is up, my b**ch perfect, my C-section (Yeah)
Can’t f**k up what she built up, we both agreed (Woo)
I made more guap than all my teachers with they degrees (Woo)
Can’t have no fun in white neighborhoods, they call police (Woo)
I just f**ked shawty, no English, she from Belize (Yes)
You would not believe how she eat dick, she tell me “Please”
[Chorus]
Outside on the west side, west side, west side, west side
Bad b**ch wanna take a picture, said, “Hold on, baby this my good side” (Uh)
Honeycombs in the wrist, would’ve thought the diamonds came from a beehive (Uh)
Lil’ bro serve Percs, want it, gotta pay ten like he Eli (Woo)
Lil’ bro serve Percs, want it, gotta pay ten like he Eli (Woo)
Beads all on Boat, had to take a second, thought that he was Ifá
Goin’ big on a b**ch, on her boyfriend, had to get the G5 (Yeah)
Twenty thou’ on the that G5 (Woo)
Thirty thousand on that VLive (Woo, woo, wee)
Ask your b**ch, bet it, we live
Bet she let me take a deep dive
[Verse 2]
I got the cinematic (Yeah), automatic (Yeah)
AR Pistol if it’s real static (Brrrt)
Let ’em have it
My big homie really problematic (Yeah)
I’m tryna beat her back out (Woo)
These niggas keep it platonic (Yeah)
Got rich now she on dick (Go)
What the f**k? Nigga, how ironic (Yeah)
Move that b**ch to Oklahoma City
Nigga just like Supersonics (Okay)
Whip colored like a hero comic (Okay)
Beat her throat ’til she wanna vomit (Okay)
Gettin’ top in the Rolls Royce (Skrr)
Looked up, thought I saw a comet
Comma, bust up all up on her bonnet (Yes)
He did it, nigga, he done it (Yes)
No Breezy, nigga, we run it
Amen, USA a nigga playpen (Go)
Twenty-two, done bought like four Benzes (Go)
Mama keepin’ up with my expenses (Yeah)
Lot of these hoes so pretentious (Woo)
Swear they ballin’, warmin’ up the benches (Woo)
Used to be broke, now I got big houses with the gates and fences
[Chorus]
Outside on the west side, west side, west side, west side
Bad b**ch wanna take a picture, said, “Hold on, baby it’s my good side” (Uh)
Honeycombs in the wrist, would’ve thought the diamonds came from a beehive (Uh)
Lil’ bro serve Percs, want it, gotta pay ten like he Eli (Woo)
Lil’ bro serve Percs, want it, gotta pay ten like he Eli (Woo)
Beads all on Boat, had to take a second, thought that he was Ifá
Goin’ big on a b**ch, on her boyfriend, had to get the G5 (Yeah)
Twenty thou’ on the that G5 (Woo)
Thirty thousand on that VLive (Woo, woo, wee)
Ask your b**ch, bet it, we live
Bet she let me take a deep dive



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