Patrick Paige II - Westside Player Shit Lyrics

This that westside player shit
Hustle I just made a grip
Forever on some fly shit
Nigga I might take your bitch
Pull up in them foreign whips
Got these haters mad as shit
All my homies thuggin' straight stuntin' nigga

Same shit different day I'm with the same old gang
I'm bout to start the label up, we need the same gold chains
Get them clouds up out the way, don't want that same old rain
I shoot for for stars I need the sun to shine that same old flame

I'm getting better the flow is progressing you niggas can't stop that
I need a lowlow with switches and daytons and I need the top back
I need the zeros right after the 1 in my account dog,
I need the cash and nigga don't trip you know I'ma count it all
Hell yeah I'm feeling good up in this motha f*cka
I come through collect the cash just like a f*cking Usher
Matching engines in the coupes I need em different colors
All my niggas like my brothers from another mother
I need consistent bags and now its time to invest this money
I built this shit from nothing you can't take these blessings from me
Was raised on cloverdale street can't take them lessons from me
I been working hard that's why I'm flexing homie

This that westside player shit
Hustle I just made a grip
Forever on some fly shit
Nigga I might take your bitch
Pull up in them foreign whips
Got these haters mad as shit
All my homies thuggin' straight stuntin' nigga
This is how we do it, how we do it
This is how we do it, how we do it yeah,
This is how we do it, how we do it
This is how we do it, how we, yeah, yeah

Yeah the rolex is pre owned but nigga so is your bitch
And as the world just keeps on turning nigga so does my wrist
F*ck with the skin I'm in I'm comfortable and so is the fit
I went and got another LLC you know it's legit
Wanna feature hit my cash app or my venmo nigga
I can see straight through the bullshit like a window nigga
Only time I ever switch is my nintendo nigga
The only thing I ever followed was the tempo nigga
I done really transformed up in this bitch, yo I done glow'd up
10 toes down now I been solid from the toes up
Only time you ever see me fold I'm putting clothes up
I done fell in love with the money I done chose up
Really started from the concrete I done rose up
Long as niggas do what they supposed to bring the bros up
I don't like no childish shit around me only grown ups
Say it with my chest out cause I'm grown and I don't choke up

This that westside player shit
Hustle I just made a grip
Forever on some fly shit
Nigga I might take your bitch
Pull up in them foreign whips
Got these haters mad as shit
All my homies thuggin' straight stuntin' nigga
This is how we do it, how we do it
This is how we do it, how we do it yeah,
This is how we do it, how we do it
This is how we do it, how we, yeah, yeah