Westside Gunn - Euro Step lyrics
[Westside Gunn - Euro Step lyrics]
Conductor, Conductor, Conductor ayo
Flygod
Ayo, rockin' all Sacai in the 911 soft-top
(Skrrt) hopped out, big drum on it
had to sort 'em out (Brr, brr)
Peace, my name's West
But I'm from the East (Ah)
Ayo, the only nigga that got five
Visions with fire vision
Open your eyes, listen, this our time
Christie's and Fly
Waitin' for fly bitches
Sippin' pain in the rain never got wet
This for my niggas that's locked in the cage
Brushin' they waves with a chip bag
Drive it like Six Flags (Skrrt)
Clothes from Fifth Ave, broke it
I got rich fast how you figure you niggas
Iller? You illin', millin', and shillin'
Icon, what a wonderful feeling
Put holes in your building
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Allah willin', I be touchin' big bags (Ah)
Goyard leashes on all-red Saint Bernards
Saint Laurents
Water whip the coke with the Avian
They be on bullshit, I be on real time
I be out in France with
Clovis sippin' real wine
Toast to my real niggas
That's sellin' dope still (Ah)
I be sippin' real wine, toast to my niggas
(Brr)
Toast to my niggas in the field, s (Brr)
Mm-mm-mm, na na and red wine
Toast to my niggas in
The field, sellin' dope, yeah
To my niggas still in field, sellin' dope
(Ah)
My middle knuckle is bigger than all my
Knuckles on this hand right here, bruh
You ain't got a scratch
On your middle knuckle
You know what I mean? You
Ain't been through nothin'
You never Ain't You never been
In the In the crib
With welfare cheese and fried
Bologna and all that
Stuff like that for dinner at nighttime, man
Don't come at me with that
Lil' punk ass shit
Flygod
Ayo, rockin' all Sacai in the 911 soft-top
(Skrrt) hopped out, big drum on it
had to sort 'em out (Brr, brr)
Peace, my name's West
But I'm from the East (Ah)
Ayo, the only nigga that got five
Visions with fire vision
Open your eyes, listen, this our time
Christie's and Fly
Waitin' for fly bitches
Sippin' pain in the rain never got wet
This for my niggas that's locked in the cage
Brushin' they waves with a chip bag
Drive it like Six Flags (Skrrt)
Clothes from Fifth Ave, broke it
I got rich fast how you figure you niggas
Iller? You illin', millin', and shillin'
Icon, what a wonderful feeling
Put holes in your building
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Allah willin', I be touchin' big bags (Ah)
Goyard leashes on all-red Saint Bernards
Saint Laurents
Water whip the coke with the Avian
They be on bullshit, I be on real time
I be out in France with
Clovis sippin' real wine
Toast to my real niggas
That's sellin' dope still (Ah)
I be sippin' real wine, toast to my niggas
(Brr)
Toast to my niggas in the field, s (Brr)
Mm-mm-mm, na na and red wine
Toast to my niggas in
The field, sellin' dope, yeah
To my niggas still in field, sellin' dope
(Ah)
My middle knuckle is bigger than all my
Knuckles on this hand right here, bruh
You ain't got a scratch
On your middle knuckle
You know what I mean? You
Ain't been through nothin'
You never Ain't You never been
In the In the crib
With welfare cheese and fried
Bologna and all that
Stuff like that for dinner at nighttime, man
Don't come at me with that
Lil' punk ass shit