Yo southside west on the track,
Got Saul in the stu' countin' stack,
We reppin' 504 on our backs,
When I come through, they askin' "who's he"
I'm riding with a 9 like I'm with Drew Bree's
Weed got me floating like a butterfly, but I can Sting you like a f*cking bumblebee
I got my rolls counting on my Royce to come Pick me up with my boys
I've been living here this was my choice
Treating my new girl like a brand new toy
Still W Cubed, but you never heard of ya boy
Let me break it down for you f*cks then
You see me grew up seeing NOPD
But damn when did these cops get some Twisted panties
Oh wait cross that old metairie sign
Must be the J.P.S.O. Tryna stop crime
Before the super-bowl the city looked
Hella dangerous
Oh wait let's get crazy then running through Abandoned buildings
Carjacking almost every single weekend
Another person got shot and done in
Wait then what's great about the greater New Orleans hold on wait let me get to it
Yo southside west on the track
Got Saul in the stu' countin' stack
We reppin' 504 on our back
Flexed up, next up, we coming in with flow
You pussy f*cks won't see me near no patrol
But I betcha you'll see me with the dough
And another new hoe
New bling up on my wrist you pussy f*cks ain't On this shit
Yo west they be saying you talkin to fast
And they can't understand what you flowin' on the track
But you bitches was chillin when I was coming back
Spinning the block like we shoot and we dash
Catching these bars like I'm running it back
Like Alvin Kamara I'm catching these bullets
But don't talk to me with your mullet
Head ass
But none if you pussies know me like that
Like left right uppercut southside west just hit You with his craft
And all I wanted to do was smoke my gas
Cruising through the city with my Porsche
Yeah these bitches ain't important
Cruising down block all I see is poor
This city is dependent on these tours
But ya don't know about the N.O. port
About the f*cking N.O. port
Running through these bars kind of bored
Feeling kind of sleepy gonna snore but wait What was I on about oh yeah
The city has the most culture that people care About Mardi Gras is a blast try it out
Yeah New Orleans will definitely have you Geeking out
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Yo southside west on the track,
Got Saul in the stu' countin' stack,
We reppin' 504 on our backs,
When I come through, they askin' "who's he"
I'm riding with a 9 like I'm with Drew Bree's
Weed got me floating like a butterfly, but I can Sting you like a f*cking bumblebee
I got my rolls counting on my Royce to come Pick me up with my boys
I've been living here this was my choice
Treating my new girl like a brand new toy
Still W Cubed, but you never heard of ya boy
Let me break it down for you f*cks then
You see me grew up seeing NOPD
But damn when did these cops get some Twisted panties
Oh wait cross that old metairie sign
Must be the J.P.S.O. Tryna stop crime
Before the super-bowl the city looked
Hella dangerous
Oh wait let's get crazy then running through Abandoned buildings
Carjacking almost every single weekend
Another person got shot and done in
Wait then what's great about the greater New Orleans hold on wait let me get to it
Yo southside west on the track
Got Saul in the stu' countin' stack
We reppin' 504 on our back
Flexed up, next up, we coming in with flow
You pussy f*cks won't see me near no patrol
But I betcha you'll see me with the dough
And another new hoe
New bling up on my wrist you pussy f*cks ain't On this shit
Yo west they be saying you talkin to fast
And they can't understand what you flowin' on the track
But you bitches was chillin when I was coming back
Spinning the block like we shoot and we dash
Catching these bars like I'm running it back
Like Alvin Kamara I'm catching these bullets
But don't talk to me with your mullet
Head ass
But none if you pussies know me like that
Like left right uppercut southside west just hit You with his craft
And all I wanted to do was smoke my gas
Cruising through the city with my Porsche
Yeah these bitches ain't important
Cruising down block all I see is poor
This city is dependent on these tours
But ya don't know about the N.O. port
About the f*cking N.O. port
Running through these bars kind of bored
Feeling kind of sleepy gonna snore but wait What was I on about oh yeah
The city has the most culture that people care About Mardi Gras is a blast try it out
Yeah New Orleans will definitely have you Geeking out
Got Saul in the stu' countin' stack,
We reppin' 504 on our backs,
When I come through, they askin' "who's he"
I'm riding with a 9 like I'm with Drew Bree's
Weed got me floating like a butterfly, but I can Sting you like a f*cking bumblebee
I got my rolls counting on my Royce to come Pick me up with my boys
I've been living here this was my choice
Treating my new girl like a brand new toy
Still W Cubed, but you never heard of ya boy
Let me break it down for you f*cks then
You see me grew up seeing NOPD
But damn when did these cops get some Twisted panties
Oh wait cross that old metairie sign
Must be the J.P.S.O. Tryna stop crime
Before the super-bowl the city looked
Hella dangerous
Oh wait let's get crazy then running through Abandoned buildings
Carjacking almost every single weekend
Another person got shot and done in
Wait then what's great about the greater New Orleans hold on wait let me get to it
Yo southside west on the track
Got Saul in the stu' countin' stack
We reppin' 504 on our back
Flexed up, next up, we coming in with flow
You pussy f*cks won't see me near no patrol
But I betcha you'll see me with the dough
And another new hoe
New bling up on my wrist you pussy f*cks ain't On this shit
Yo west they be saying you talkin to fast
And they can't understand what you flowin' on the track
But you bitches was chillin when I was coming back
Spinning the block like we shoot and we dash
Catching these bars like I'm running it back
Like Alvin Kamara I'm catching these bullets
But don't talk to me with your mullet
Head ass
But none if you pussies know me like that
Like left right uppercut southside west just hit You with his craft
And all I wanted to do was smoke my gas
Cruising through the city with my Porsche
Yeah these bitches ain't important
Cruising down block all I see is poor
This city is dependent on these tours
But ya don't know about the N.O. port
About the f*cking N.O. port
Running through these bars kind of bored
Feeling kind of sleepy gonna snore but wait What was I on about oh yeah
The city has the most culture that people care About Mardi Gras is a blast try it out
Yeah New Orleans will definitely have you Geeking out
Writer: West W
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