[Intro]
O-town west side
Shit, yeah
Boys mad deep and shit
Yeah, ay ay ay ay ay

[Chorus]
Boy you know I’m from the O-town west side
To be honest I ain’t tripping ‘bout the next guy
I got my n***as to my right and my left side
And a couple grumpy bitched tryna get high
Next time, might pull up to the [?]
You know I had to give your ass a test drive
N***as claim they the best with the best lie, west side (yeah)

[Verse 1]
And I prolly rolling, pat their back ‘cause their acts offended me
Drop a track when I know they feeling me
Hate the fact that I’m black and a n***a track hoes back to back to back , that’s a centipede
Marco in the league, you not feeling me
See shit clear my n***a, you not in the streets
Ay, I got the city on my back like a backpack strapped tight, back is killing me
Ay, yeah all I hear is talk when we pull up on a n***a, not a sneeze or a cough
How you pull up to a scene, leave the keys in the car, now you got to whip or you're weak and you’re soft
But listen, please don't let me catch you slipping
Sculpt your bitch with my peripheral vision
I just turned 18 you know that I'm living
Take credit for all my decisions

'Cause I be rolling with my n***as
We be riding (skrrt)
Looking for your chick like where she hiding? (what she get, what she get)
I don't even know why n***as trying
Pimp game eat my brains I swear I'm flying

[Chorus]
Boy you know I’m from the O-town west side
To be honest I ain’t tripping ‘bout the next guy
I got my n***as to my right and my left side
And a couple grumpy bitched tryna get high
Next time, might pull up to the [?]
Yeah, you know I had to give your ass a test drive
N***as claim they the best with the best lie, ha, west side (yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Damn, what you say?
Your thighs could fly away
Don't be acting
Damn, what you say?
Your thighs could fly away
Don't be acting
Damn, what you say?
Your thighs could fly away
Don't be acting
Damn, what you say?
Your thighs could fly away
Yeah, yeah, don't be acting

[Verse 2]
Ay, we just live for the night
Hit the studio lit, then I slid on the mic
And I'm never feeling wrong
'Cause I smoke 'till I'm right
Double cup with the Sprite
Need a little mo'.... ice
Why the flow so nice?
If I make it I can never say it happened overnight
Did it once, did it twice, I ain't taking no advice
When a broke n***a flex, 'cause it's clothes over price
You don't even know me
Why you hating, that shit (stupid, stupid)
You procrastinating, I don't say shit I just (do it, do it)
I be in my zone, 'cause I'm own, but you (knew it, knew it)
Please don't call my phone 'cause I'm too 'lone
(Better mute it, mute it)
Let a snake separate from a n***a, you rich weak
All black, mobbing on some new [?] shit, damn
We getting locked up over sick shit
Was it never you, it was who you was chilling with
Now that's cool
But he did it for the money, yeah the cash rules
I just knew it, I don't really have to ask you
Ay, but your girl like it optional
You not an obstacle, I'm looking past you (past you)
Ay, groupies with me they just wanna get high
Why you n***as acting, y'all just tell lies
Ay, I keep it real, you see that shit in my eyes
O-town born and raised, I'm from the west side

[Chorus]
Boy you know I’m from the O-town west side
To be honest I ain’t tripping ‘bout the next guy
I got my n***as to my right and my left side
And a couple grumpy bitched tryna get high
Next time, might pull up to the [?]
Yeah, you know I had to give your ass a test drive
N***as claim they the best with the best lie, ha, west side (yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Damn, what you say?
Your thighs could fly away
Don't be acting
Damn, what you say?
Your thighs could fly away
Don't be acting
Damn, what you say?
Your thighs could fly away
Don't be acting
Damn, what you say?
Your thighs could fly away
Yeah, yeah, don't be acting

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ay, ay, ay, ay
Why you n***as acting?
Why you n***as acting?
Ok man, now I'm Marco
Down from the O
Thought that you should know
Pull up to the [?], in the all-white ghost
Got it for the low
I ain't acting, ah
I ain't acting
I ain't acting
I ain't acting
I you fuck n***as then we taxing