West Bank Lyrics – Flizop
Singer: Flizop
Title: West Bank
Xavvo got the beat knockin’
Big bang studios
Grrt, grrt, grrt, grrt, grrt
Flizzy, flizzy, flizzy
Grrt, grrt, grrt
West bank record or nothin’
Super certified, them n#gg#s knowing i got rank
You could check my resumé, it got a certified stamp
When the shottas get in involve, we leaving n#gg#s in a swamp
And i on the paper route, i heading to the west bank
All this gas that i be having, i could fill a fuel tank
n#gg#s talking on my name but ion’ hear them cause they blank
They just hating ’cause i balling in the circle with the champs
On the paper route, i gotta go and catch the west bank
Free my n#gg# killa, free my n#gg# bushwick
Do you bad for talking ’bout my dawg, i feel like john wick
Talking likе you crazy, we gon’ put you on a news clip
Feds ain’t watching no morе, n#gg#s be runnin’ they loose lips
Tsa be searchin’ me and asking me some b#llsh#t
They know that my hustle strong, i known for touching hella bricks
15,000 in the trap, i send a mail and {?}
Everything {?} the products be the new sh#t
You know i got the newest drugs, my life changed when i meet the plug
I hear pressure turn to diamonds so i had to get me some
I a shark inside the ocean and you n#gg#s look like chum
Real recognize real and you n#gg#s look like bums
Them n#gg#s knowing i the truth, balling hard bout ion hoop
Selling snow but we in summer so the fiends come by the group
And i servin’ on the low, can’t let the police sell my soup
On god the world gon’ know my name cause flizzy gon blow like a nuke
Super certified, them n#gg#s knowing i got rank
You could check my resumé, it got a certified stamp
When the shottas get in involve, we leaving n#gg#s in a swamp
And i on the paper route, i heading to the west bank
All this gas that i be having, i could fill a fuel tank
n#gg#s talking on my name but ion’ hear them cause they blank
They just hating ’cause i balling in the circle with the champs
On the paper route, i gotta go and catch the west bank
Yeah, it’s flizzy and glizzy, what the f#ck is up
Yeah, i keep some on my hip i ain’t gotta go and pop the trunk
Yeah, i pour syrup every morning, i smoke broccoli for lunch
It’s never too much much, i’m a big dawg these n#gg#s mutts
Yep, i love my gang but god the only one i trust
And you know ain’t sh#t change, my n#gg#, i still be in the cut
Yeah, shootin’ sh#t like kd, they like man this n#gg# clutch
Yeah, slam your b#tch like ad, they like boy you just too much
I got {?} in my motherf#cking double cup
Trappin’ like the 80’s, me and gang gang done ran it up
Choppas like the navy n#gg# play them traces ate em up
You know money talk even though ion like to say too much
Super certified, them n#gg#s knowing i got rank
You could check my resumé, it got a certified stamp
When the shottas get in involve, we leaving n#gg#s in a swamp
And i on the paper route, i heading to the west bank
All this gas that i be having, i could fill a fuel tank
n#gg#s talking on my name but ion’ hear them cause they blank
They just hating ’cause i balling in the circle with the champs
On the paper route, i gotta go and catch the west bank
Paper route, i gotta go and catch the west bank
Paper route, i gotta go and catch the west bank
Paper route, i gotta go and catch the west bank
Paper route, i gotta go and catch the west bank
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