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Kvrdio X TommyTwoPhones - West End Lyrics




Bad bitch and she live on the west end
Together we run it up and start flexing
I told that bitch to please quit all the texting
But she don't seem to get the message
Can't f*ck with a bitch who don't listen
Get to the bag and start counting your blessings
Watch out for these bitches you niggas investing
I'm a f*ck on ya bitch and tell you she my best friend

A lot of snakes around
You better watch your shoes
Be careful how you move
Might end up in the news
I like all types of hoes
Oh these hoes love me too
Yeah I like sipping juice
I might just pour a deuce
Boss hit em like a sucker punch
I don't like talking much
Lil bitch is you dumb or what
I'm a keep running them numbers up
F*cking bitches in the hummer truck
Counting money 'til the sun is up
I had to focus on cash
I had to get me a bag
Margiela's how I dab
Watch a nigga do the dash
F*ck is you talking about
My niggas came with them straps
Now you boys want to talk it out
Shit, I'll take the other route
Niggas want to test me
You gon' see what I'm talking 'bout

Back to the money, I'm handsome
Bitches get cancelled
Crossin' these hoes like the answer
Talk to me nice, not romantic
Watching my moves
I'm a drop all these niggas at random
Talk to me straight, ain't no run around
Niggas get tight when you call em' out
If I was sleepin' you know that the sun was out
Chasin' a bag like these niggas don't know me now
Niggas two face for real like they live at Sephora
How you scared of the risk, but still playing the lotto
I'm a lion at heart, make no time for a coward
Niggas want to be great but don't put in the hours
I'm boxin' em out like I'm Howard

Bad bitch and she live on the west end
Together we run it up and start flexing
I told that bitch to please quit all the texting
But she don't seem to get the message
Can't f*ck with a bitch who don't listen
Get to the bag and start counting your blessings
Watch out for these bitches you niggas investing
I'm a f*ck on ya bitch and tell you she my best friend

I can't entertain any f*ck shit
People bring they luggage
When you from the hood you never learn shit with instructions
Family from the trench
I'm talking 3rd world out the country
People who forget about they roots I do not f*ck with
Fast times on the west end
Feds changed my perception
A nigga will talk for a bitch
A nigga will talk for protection
Cannot be trusting these hoes
They f*cking ya mans for connections
Looking to take up my time
Ain't giving out love and affection
One nightin' a hoe, Im a wrestler
In love with my own imperfections
Invest in the niggas Im next to
Cos one day we might be in a stretcher
Can't be around all these niggas who not on my time
I'm quick to the point
If you get out of line
My vision is certain
I made the design

Bad bitch and she live on the west end
Together we run it up and start flexing
I told that bitch to please quit all the texting
But she don't seem to get the message
Can't f*ck with a bitch who don't listen
Get to the bag and start counting your blessings
Watch out for these bitches you niggas investing
I'm a f*ck on ya bitch and tell you she my best friend
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Bad bitch and she live on the west end
Together we run it up and start flexing
I told that bitch to please quit all the texting
But she don't seem to get the message
Can't f*ck with a bitch who don't listen
Get to the bag and start counting your blessings
Watch out for these bitches you niggas investing
I'm a f*ck on ya bitch and tell you she my best friend

A lot of snakes around
You better watch your shoes
Be careful how you move
Might end up in the news
I like all types of hoes
Oh these hoes love me too
Yeah I like sipping juice
I might just pour a deuce
Boss hit em like a sucker punch
I don't like talking much
Lil bitch is you dumb or what
I'm a keep running them numbers up
F*cking bitches in the hummer truck
Counting money 'til the sun is up
I had to focus on cash
I had to get me a bag
Margiela's how I dab
Watch a nigga do the dash
F*ck is you talking about
My niggas came with them straps
Now you boys want to talk it out
Shit, I'll take the other route
Niggas want to test me
You gon' see what I'm talking 'bout

Back to the money, I'm handsome
Bitches get cancelled
Crossin' these hoes like the answer
Talk to me nice, not romantic
Watching my moves
I'm a drop all these niggas at random
Talk to me straight, ain't no run around
Niggas get tight when you call em' out
If I was sleepin' you know that the sun was out
Chasin' a bag like these niggas don't know me now
Niggas two face for real like they live at Sephora
How you scared of the risk, but still playing the lotto
I'm a lion at heart, make no time for a coward
Niggas want to be great but don't put in the hours
I'm boxin' em out like I'm Howard

Bad bitch and she live on the west end
Together we run it up and start flexing
I told that bitch to please quit all the texting
But she don't seem to get the message
Can't f*ck with a bitch who don't listen
Get to the bag and start counting your blessings
Watch out for these bitches you niggas investing
I'm a f*ck on ya bitch and tell you she my best friend

I can't entertain any f*ck shit
People bring they luggage
When you from the hood you never learn shit with instructions
Family from the trench
I'm talking 3rd world out the country
People who forget about they roots I do not f*ck with
Fast times on the west end
Feds changed my perception
A nigga will talk for a bitch
A nigga will talk for protection
Cannot be trusting these hoes
They f*cking ya mans for connections
Looking to take up my time
Ain't giving out love and affection
One nightin' a hoe, Im a wrestler
In love with my own imperfections
Invest in the niggas Im next to
Cos one day we might be in a stretcher
Can't be around all these niggas who not on my time
I'm quick to the point
If you get out of line
My vision is certain
I made the design

Bad bitch and she live on the west end
Together we run it up and start flexing
I told that bitch to please quit all the texting
But she don't seem to get the message
Can't f*ck with a bitch who don't listen
Get to the bag and start counting your blessings
Watch out for these bitches you niggas investing
I'm a f*ck on ya bitch and tell you she my best friend
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Writer: Alvin Rivera Jr., Peter Cortorreal
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