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Hard Bottoms & White Socks by Yg


[Intro]
I would like to welcome a special guest tonight
He go by the name of
Y’all know his name
He is a very important person of this little world of ours
Now I’ma let him take the stage
(This that real rap sh*t, ya b**ch)
[Chorus]
Talkin’ ’bout the West Coast, I’m the face of it
Gangster in designer clothes, I’m the face of it
I told them hoes to get low, I’m the face of it
I put on the bros, I’m the face of it
Drove the Maybach to the block, I’m the face of it
Dissin’ all the opps, I’m the face of it
Hard bottoms, white socks, I’m the face of it
We gon’ do this one for hip-hop
[Verse 1]
I’m the face of this sh*t, I’m the base of this sh*t
I was made for this sh*t, I got the taste for this sh*t
I’m tellin’ you
I’m not preachin’, I’m not Ma$e in this sh*t
I’m really West Side, I catch a case for this sh*t
Let the marathon continue, it’s not a race with this sh*t
And I ain’t even have no oldheads to lace me with sh*t
All my homies gang but now they changin’ and sh*t
I mean, it’s still gang gang but now they makin’ some chips
Ooh, I represent this sh*t to the T
I represent this sh*t like I do Bompton trees
This ain’t no smoke and mirror, nigga, f**k nicotine
Lookin’ like the West every time I hit the scene
Me and Mustard kept this sh*t lit, ooh
Pac ain’t the only motherf**ker with the juice
Call Dre, call Snoop, call Game and Kendrick too
When you think about the West, it’s me and Nip, red and blue, nigga
[Chorus]
Talkin’ ’bout the West Coast, I’m the face of it
Gangster in designer clothes, I’m the face of it
I told them hoes to get low, I’m the face of it
I put on the bros, I’m the face of it
Drove the Maybach to the block, I’m the face of it
Dissin’ all the opps, I’m the face of it
Hard bottoms, white socks, I’m the face of it
We gon’ do this one for hip-hop
[Verse 2]
I’m on some thirsty sh*t
I want the recognition, on some thirsty sh*t
I want the recognition, on some thirsty sh*t
I want the recognition, clout chasin’
Whoever think different, I’ll diss ’em
They be tryna, tryna, tryna put me in a box
I be steady tryna tell these b**ch niggas they not
They be tryna say I’m only urban, I say I’m pop
They be like, “How you figure that?” I say, “I’m hot,” b**ch
I’m in the Lambo drop-top, b**ch
I turn a good girl to a thot, b**ch
We the reason that the strip club pop, b**ch
I’m the face, yeah, I had to shoot my shot, b**ch
Everybody wanna be Pac, I’m Suge
I’m bailin’ niggas out like I’m Suge
I’m slappin’ niggas up like I’m Suge
Set these rapper niggas up like I’m Suge
[Chorus]
Talkin’ ’bout the West Coast, I’m the face of it
Gangster in designer clothes, I’m the face of it
I told them hoes to get low, I’m the face of it
I put on the bros, I’m the face of it
Drove the Maybach to the block, I’m the face of it
Dissin’ all the opps, I’m the face of it
Hard bottoms, white socks, I’m the face of it
We gon’ do this one for hip-hop
[Verse 3]
I put my niggas on, now they lit
Pusha right at Interscope, Mustard rich
B-More run a label, you gotta meet with him
Gav and Charlie designed 4Hunnid, Nano writin’ hits
My bro on this sh*t, he up next
I feel good, I feel great, I feel blessed
Bad check, swag check, dad check, designer check
It ain’t nothin’ to remind you, check
I’m that nigga that wear that hard bottoms with the white socks
I’m the nigga that had Bompton there shootin’ videos on the block
I’m that young Piru, SuWoop gang, fly ass nigga
I’m the nigga, I’m the nigga, I’m the f**kin’ nigga
[Outro]
What did Drake say?
“You don’t need no motherf**kin’ awards, you already won”
b**ch, I won
I won, b**ch, tell me different, anybody
Cross the line if you feel different, nigga



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