I'm tryna put my whole hood on
If it was them in the same position, would they put me on?
I don't think they woulda
They shoulda, they coulda, they woulda
Sayin' they'll run up, we know they ain't gonna
Gang on the blow, that's garra
The gang don't lack 'cause the man too paro'
They saw me and YG doin' a mazza
(I-I-I love Chris Rich)
Yo, yo

I'm delicate when she got her wig on
I'm pullin' her hair anytime she got braids
For life, my family first
I gave mum some anytime I got paid (huh)
Lucky I never got AIDS
I fucked them raw every time I got laid (huh)
I got the party turnt, I don't party much
Nah, I never been taped
I been through some unsettlin' pain
That shit had me overthinkin', uh
Then I got my head in the game
You blend in well, we ain't movin' bait
Why the man so loud? They gave it away
Who's up next? You take a guess
Who the hardest in West? They'll say my name

I'm tryna put my whole hood on
If it was them in the same position, would they put me on?
I don't think they woulda
They shoulda, they coulda, they woulda
Sayin' they'll run up, we know they ain't gonna
Gang on the blow, that's garra
The gang don't lack 'cause the man too paro'
They saw me and YG doin' a mazza
They just can't hack it, they threw in the spanner (mechanic)

The tool don't fix no vehicle though, this one's for close protection
Have I got bro? That goes without sayin'
Now has he got me? That's a stupid question
All good gestures turn into finessin'
All losses turn into a lesson
Business meetin', I came with my billings
I came in a tracky, I don't like denim

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Christopher John Richardson, Jacob Colombe, Oakley Ceasar-Su, Thomas Moore