Westside Gunn, Westside Pootie - Nigo Louis lyrics
[Westside Gunn, Westside Pootie - Nigo Louis lyrics]
Blrrt, blrrt boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Hit him with a headshot
With his stankin' ass
Ayo (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Grr (Griselda)
Fuck these niggas, Lord (Boom boom)
Hit him with a headshot
With his stankin' ass (By Fashion Rebels)
Grr, grr, grr aJ drivin' the Lamborghini
At nineteen months, nigga
No help (Hit him with a headshot
With his stankin' ass)
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Niggas is fucking bums (Grr)
(Hit him with a headshot
With his stankin' ass)
Ayy, yo
It's Westside Pootie and y'all already
Know what y'all is when Ason was born
He came home in a Lamborghini
Y'all bums can't even spell Lamborghini
You ever got kicked out of
School for bein' too fly?
I didn't think so
And I'm only in the fourth grade
And you should've seen what
The principal was drivin', hilarious
Griselda is the greatest
Michelle is the greatest
Woo, grr (Griselda, by Fashion Rebels)
Woo, grr
Ayy, yo, boming through
Banana peel yellow Aston
Banana clip hangin' out the
Nigo Louis jacket (Louis jacket, grr)
My lil' nigga sixteen, he be crashin'
(Skrrt)
Hittin' shit in broad daylight like
What happened? (What happened?)
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Hittin' shit in broad daylight
What happened?
Went from Clarkston to Lavern store taxxin'
Peace to all my lil' Verm niggas
They be whackin'
Pino, G Baby, Will, Big Ray
Armond got knocked
Came home, half a million dollar bond
Bitches know me, you could smell the Baccarat
Livin' large, tasteless
Got your house just on my right arm (Woo)
(La la la, la la la) if I ain't God
This the closest you ever saw (Ah)
Ain't that the word on the street?
FLYGOD has the best shit
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Hit him with a headshot
With his stankin' ass
Ayo (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Grr (Griselda)
Fuck these niggas, Lord (Boom boom)
Hit him with a headshot
With his stankin' ass (By Fashion Rebels)
Grr, grr, grr aJ drivin' the Lamborghini
At nineteen months, nigga
No help (Hit him with a headshot
With his stankin' ass)
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Niggas is fucking bums (Grr)
(Hit him with a headshot
With his stankin' ass)
Ayy, yo
It's Westside Pootie and y'all already
Know what y'all is when Ason was born
He came home in a Lamborghini
Y'all bums can't even spell Lamborghini
You ever got kicked out of
School for bein' too fly?
I didn't think so
And I'm only in the fourth grade
And you should've seen what
The principal was drivin', hilarious
Griselda is the greatest
Michelle is the greatest
Woo, grr (Griselda, by Fashion Rebels)
Woo, grr
Ayy, yo, boming through
Banana peel yellow Aston
Banana clip hangin' out the
Nigo Louis jacket (Louis jacket, grr)
My lil' nigga sixteen, he be crashin'
(Skrrt)
Hittin' shit in broad daylight like
What happened? (What happened?)
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Hittin' shit in broad daylight
What happened?
Went from Clarkston to Lavern store taxxin'
Peace to all my lil' Verm niggas
They be whackin'
Pino, G Baby, Will, Big Ray
Armond got knocked
Came home, half a million dollar bond
Bitches know me, you could smell the Baccarat
Livin' large, tasteless
Got your house just on my right arm (Woo)
(La la la, la la la) if I ain't God
This the closest you ever saw (Ah)
Ain't that the word on the street?
FLYGOD has the best shit