Westbrook

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xtsy* - Rap, Electronic Trap

Westbrook

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Duration: 1:12

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[Verse] I get around, Hopscotch (Hop, yeah) Backdoor wide open, nigga not on my watch (Not on my) My timer tic-toc, why she always flip-flop? (Why she— what?) He put on a watch that was so fake it made his wrist hot, yeah (Schyeah) I can't go to bed yet, I ain't make a bag yet I'll make you sign a NDA like, ho, I'm never lackin' (Let's go) We get inside the studio, like, ho, let's get it crackin' (Let's get it, ho) On that mic with passion, pulled up with a MAC-10 (Yeah) Just got ten assists, I feel like Westbrook, ho (Yeah, Westbrook, ho) I'm well-connected, got some shooters out from Mеxico She tried to lie up on my namе like I was Texako (Oh, oh) She pulled up straight up to the crib, I told her, "Flex that, though" (Flex) He caught a hollow in his hip, he move like grandpa now (Grandpa) I told her, "Shush," inside the crib, "No, we can't make no sounds" She had an attitude at first, I had to break that down Ain't no relationships in you 'cause you on two much now (Woah, woah) Lord, damn, that shit's astoundin' Look what I'm surrounded with, hundreds and them thousands Running up the bounty like RD2 Had to watch my position when I'm makin' moves (Oh)

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  • xtsy*