"WENT WEST" lyrics
(Questionizer, I like this beat)
Ain't shit free 'til they free all the guys, I done said it a lot and it ain't the last time
I want her to be my ball, I don't care if she tall like a tree, that ho'll get climbed
Gotta couple commas, nigga, #Blessed
Now these hoes on my dick 'cause I'm fly like a jet
They gon' be surprised when they see I made this beat, BabyChief went Kanye West
As long as the ho outside with the Zoo, she'll never see home
26 12 be the squad, we all beat the odds, how that shit unknown?
None of the opps ever answer the phone, I'm under his porch 'til he come out his home
I'm the type of nigga take a bad bitch cell and leave all type of dick pics in her phone
Y'all made a nigga say fuck the streets, these kids ain't got no structure
Don't leave your bitch in a room with me, I'll have her eatin' cherries out my hand like Usher
Jam on who nigga? This bitch butter, my bitch so bad I don't even wanna fuck her
Yes, I'm hittin' your ho, I'm talkin' about in it, and you can't have her back, I love her
This shit for the team, bro swing, I swing, just like a baby, dude ass getting rocked
Get the fuck out the kitchen if you can't take the heat, I make a bitch nigga soup, put his ass in a pot, I don't like him
We don't want to know no cops, fuck every pig, I don't eat pork chops
Four niggas hopped out, made his heart drop
Keep on blowin' till his heart stop
I don't care, nigga, life ain't fair, nigga, I cannot forget
All the fake niggas get to live to a hundred, and all the real niggas gotta get put to rest
I'm finna start blocking these producers, I don't want to talk 'cause that shit weak
You feel a way 'bout what I say, then fuck you too, I made this beat, nigga
Ain't shit free till they free all the guys, I done said it a lot and it ain't the last time
I want her to be my ball, I don't care if she tall like a tree, that ho'll get climbed
Gotta couple commas, nigga, #Blessed, now these hoes on my dick cause I'm fly like a jet
They gon' be surprised when they see I made this beat, BabyChief went Kanye West
As long as the ho outside with the Zoo, she'll never see home
26 12 be the squad, we all beat the odds, how that shit unknown
None of the opps ever answer the phone, I'm under his porch 'til he come out his home
I'm the type of nigga take a bad bitch cell and leave all type of dick pics in her phone
Got caught tryna piss, got left with his ass out, so high, he can't come back down
If a bitch talk slick, then she catchin' the Pedigree, WWE smackdown
I'm tryna give this ho the meat, but her fat ass friend in the background
And the bitch won't mind her business, somebody tell this ho it's nap time
Bitch, it's time for sleep, open your mouth, it's time for meat
If I spend all my time with you, how the fuck I'm gon' have time for me?
Spin is what I'm tryna do, it's a couple niggas I've been dyin' to see
You say I'm the only nigga you fuckin', I think you lying to me
Ayy, Dthang, Blood, they don't know how I get off that molly
They ain't never pop that pill and wanted to backdoor everybody
I am realest nigga you'll ever see, I think y'all must've forgot
I'm so player with it, I ain't gotta rap, I can really let the beat talk, nigga
DJ FreddyBoy, this might be the illest producer-slash-rapper of a generation
BossBabyDoit, BabyChiefDoit, BigDoit, not the little one, 26 12 shit, slatt
Ain't shit free 'til they free all the guys, I done said it a lot and it ain't the last time
I want her to be my ball, I don't care if she tall like a tree, that ho'll get climbed
Gotta couple commas, nigga, #Blessed
Now these hoes on my dick 'cause I'm fly like a jet
They gon' be surprised when they see I made this beat, BabyChief went Kanye West
As long as the ho outside with the Zoo, she'll never see home
26 12 be the squad, we all beat the odds, how that shit unknown?
None of the opps ever answer the phone, I'm under his porch 'til he come out his home
I'm the type of nigga take a bad bitch cell and leave all type of dick pics in her phone
Y'all made a nigga say fuck the streets, these kids ain't got no structure
Don't leave your bitch in a room with me, I'll have her eatin' cherries out my hand like Usher
Jam on who nigga? This bitch butter, my bitch so bad I don't even wanna fuck her
Yes, I'm hittin' your ho, I'm talkin' about in it, and you can't have her back, I love her
This shit for the team, bro swing, I swing, just like a baby, dude ass getting rocked
Get the fuck out the kitchen if you can't take the heat, I make a bitch nigga soup, put his ass in a pot, I don't like him
We don't want to know no cops, fuck every pig, I don't eat pork chops
Four niggas hopped out, made his heart drop
Keep on blowin' till his heart stop
I don't care, nigga, life ain't fair, nigga, I cannot forget
All the fake niggas get to live to a hundred, and all the real niggas gotta get put to rest
I'm finna start blocking these producers, I don't want to talk 'cause that shit weak
You feel a way 'bout what I say, then fuck you too, I made this beat, nigga
Ain't shit free till they free all the guys, I done said it a lot and it ain't the last time
I want her to be my ball, I don't care if she tall like a tree, that ho'll get climbed
Gotta couple commas, nigga, #Blessed, now these hoes on my dick cause I'm fly like a jet
They gon' be surprised when they see I made this beat, BabyChief went Kanye West
As long as the ho outside with the Zoo, she'll never see home
26 12 be the squad, we all beat the odds, how that shit unknown
None of the opps ever answer the phone, I'm under his porch 'til he come out his home
I'm the type of nigga take a bad bitch cell and leave all type of dick pics in her phone
Got caught tryna piss, got left with his ass out, so high, he can't come back down
If a bitch talk slick, then she catchin' the Pedigree, WWE smackdown
I'm tryna give this ho the meat, but her fat ass friend in the background
And the bitch won't mind her business, somebody tell this ho it's nap time
Bitch, it's time for sleep, open your mouth, it's time for meat
If I spend all my time with you, how the fuck I'm gon' have time for me?
Spin is what I'm tryna do, it's a couple niggas I've been dyin' to see
You say I'm the only nigga you fuckin', I think you lying to me
Ayy, Dthang, Blood, they don't know how I get off that molly
They ain't never pop that pill and wanted to backdoor everybody
I am realest nigga you'll ever see, I think y'all must've forgot
I'm so player with it, I ain't gotta rap, I can really let the beat talk, nigga
DJ FreddyBoy, this might be the illest producer-slash-rapper of a generation
BossBabyDoit, BabyChiefDoit, BigDoit, not the little one, 26 12 shit, slatt
Writer(s): Jayden Whittier Jones, Isaiah Simmons
