Z, Twisted Insane - West Walkin lyrics

Oh, no hahaha it's that time past that time
Ah shit it's that time now
It's that time nigga
I grew up on that west, coast
I mean that real underground shit y'know aye

Flow-hican like I'm nutty low
When I'm speaking turn that money up
I grew up on the weak and geeky
And I'm speaking trynna bump the cuts
Gas line cover up track line, pump the blood
Now path-find
Dragging us like I'll blast mines
Fuck with us
Conversation technical depending on how
That Fetty go fucking give 'em gamma ethanol
When they would
Drive off with the effing hoes
Peep 'em through a stethoscope
They nervous around me chest'll show
I'm tacking flows i stretch the ohs
They don't gotta be the best at both
Stop and getting happy
Corner's bending on that rubber
Family looking trappy right as
She gets the duster blappy on my khakis for
These nasty mu'fuckers
Trynna dap me where they stab me
But, I'm acne on these slumpers
Fort Worth like Origami
I'm sorting bodies like fuck a shawty
Chief and talking Gandhi
And speaking Tommy no babies 'round me
Hating rappers on me
Cause Clyde and Bonny are stacking guapy
Probably trynna top me, no ceiling on me
I'll pop this

This shit just slaps so hard
It make your neck hurt
My people West side walking for the left turf
I'm up North all my partners got the best-er
Down South to up North w-w-w-we west walking
They hit the slaps so hard
It make your neck hurt
My people West Side walking for the left turf
I'm up North all my partners got the best-er
Down South to up North w-w-w-we west walking

I'm from the west coast where they gangbang
Pull up on 'em and I make they brain hang
Hollow tip'll make your brain stand
Harder catching, I'll be with the Brain Gang
People always wanna change things
But, I burn 'em all up the same flame
Bang bang
Reddies tell me that they really with
It but they can't hang blood fuck you mean
Fuck you too (fuck you too)
And fuck you three
Niggas are getting out right
Up out they shoes, they fuck with me
They tell me to calm down 'fore
A motherfucker wanna come and test
I laugh and say "nigga"
Guess they ain't shit when on the west
Ain't nobody out here trynna
Be the fucking best
They're really out trynna get a vest
Just to protect their chest stay bracking
Really get macked in with this shit blood
Dickey's sad right pocket, rag, yeah
Lit up finna gangbang for the set though
Then back on the run
With the home-boy Arnersto
Give a fuck 'bout what you say
That's on the real brain (What's happening)
Better back up out the way
Before you kill brain motherfucker

This shit just slaps so hard
It make your neck hurt
My people West side walking for the left turf
I'm up North all my partners got the best-er
Down South to up North w-w-w-we west walking
They hit the slaps so hard
It make your neck hurt
My people West Side walking for the left turf
I'm up North all my partners got the best-er
Down South to up North w-w-w-we west walking