Dr. Britt Baker - Westside Gunn & DJ Drama

Soul (Yeah, yeah) Assassins

Excuse me, let me land

May need to introduce you niggas to our dentist, heheh

That's that multi-million dollar smile you see when I'm laughin' (Hahaha)

Shoutout to Britt Baker

Gangsta Grillz

FLYGOD

Fiend said I look like Dr. Sebi when he shot up

Out of twenty-four hours, twenty-three, we was in lock-up

Had to run a nigga locker, yeah, in the drop 911 (Skrrt)

Bullets rainin', so the top up, I don't fuck with these niggas (Uh-uh)

No morals, no honor (Ah), heard they want to give me twenty

I don't give a fuck, Your Honor, yo, my shooters kill for cheap (Grrah)

I'm talkin' pennies on the dollar, had crack in my rocket socks

My plug watchin soccer, had a fifty rock

For the fiend who did the best cha-cha, vintage Alexander

Hangin' out the Bentley, pick a block up, blocka same nigga

Star did the linings with the pocket rocket, can't pick up the phone

Beggin’ niggas, niggas pocket-watchin', I was drug-dealin' (Ah)

You was on the porch watchin', watchin' (Woo)

Came home, no bullshit, I got a brick (Ah)

Didn't pay for it, where it at? Where it is? (Ah)

My bitch coupe, behind me, got the hers and the his (Skrrt)

Yeah, I sold big, eatin' squid with my kids (Hmm)

Louis V tracksuit, Louis V Timbs (Hmm)

Louis V collars on my Rottweiler twins (Hmm)

D&G counter on my Pitbull twins (Woo)

Thousand-dollar swim trunks, can't even swim (Uh-uh)

Still sharin' one gun, you can't even spin (Uh-uh)

My shit sound like the clip never gon' end (Brr)

Allah is my bodyguard, you never gon' win (Woo)

Phillip Lim windbreaker, meet the wind maker (Ah)

Had a white bitch that act 'Rican from the Shaffer's (Ah)

Now it's Ms. Jamaica

Layin' on the cot, my only thought was gettin' paper

Fat boy in Asia, 'Chelle gon' visit when I wake up

Hold up, woo

Brother Tom Sos, cook up

Yeah, I said it seems like yesterday (Seems like yesterday, ahh)

Hmm, time flies different on a private jet (Different on a private jet)

Already knew that I would make it here (I would make it here)

And now you see the vision, this shit crystal clear (Feels like yesterday)

But it feels like yesterday (Ah)

And I already knew that I would make it here (Yeah)

And now you see the vision, this shit crystal clear (Yeah)

Hm, yeah, I said it seems like yesterday (Seems like yesterday, oh-ooh-oh)

Uh, lately it's been all congratulations

I wish Ant could see I made it (Woo), I wish M's could see I made it (Woo)

All it took was time and patience, Big Pookie said "What you waitin' for?

You should be always workin", that put shit into perspective

And since then, I've just been murkin' shit (Grr, bah, bah)

Dead bodies on dead bodies (Phew)

This shit look like Forest Lawn, it's beautiful what I'm on

My brothers askin' for features, they turnin' opps into songs

Huh, lettin' that Draco sing, y'all nothin' like us at all (Grr)

Hmm, I'm feelin' like Kanye West in '04

Griselda's run been some years, I'm 'bout to give us ten more

The legends give me respect, the model bitches adore me

Coast to coast boardin' jets, she said y'all niggas is borin' (Woo)

She like it over here just a little bit better

I got the gift of gab, bitch, I'm a little bit clever

I'm still hungry, I can't lie, but the portion's gettin' better (Hmm)

Y'all know that I'm the future, I'ma let my fortune tell her (Gangsta)

Speakin' of fortunes

Who would have ever thunk it?

That I'd make a fortune off of this upper echelon spice talk

Haha, love me or hate me, you got to respect it

Gangsta Grillz is forever, Super Flygod is forever (Gangsta)

Virgil is forever

DJ Drama, forever

Doggie, let me get that biscuit

Potato on a .38, boy, you listen

Take your heed as I pay homage

Tell your baby mama, it's all about this llama

Word to my momma, I'm flippin' up a bird

If I go broke, then I'm busting nigga's nerve

Leavin' nigga's brains all over the curb

Drift that fuckin' lane, that boy was a herb

Boy, you getting talked to down like a trick

Wanna talk to Flip, acumen for fuck livin'

I'll give you to the other side of the world

Playing with this baby, I need another girl

So I bought that white, made that girl my life

One point missin', and I'm takin' your life

Corey Miller, quote me, never sell out

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