Babylon Bis
(专辑: And Then You Pray For Me - 2023)
[Intro:] Yeah, yeah [Westside Gunn:] Ayo, you know my drug of choice, let me sniff Fifth Ave You know I'm way out your league boy, your raps too trash My denims two thousand a
leg, a
deuce on the
dash Since Hitler 1, I
been over your head I'm making ravi on the
top floor, penthouse wave The
bitch had a
nosebleed, told her cocaine pays Ever seen a
million in art? The
visuals caught My frame is housing your brain, playing Yves Saint Laurent The
streets hot, I
got a
Glock just to flaunt Nigo zip-up with the
sharks, selling nickels in the
park Fingers tickle, then they spark, niggas fickle, got no heart Green beam on my mark, fiend lean in the
dark Have you seen, have you saw? I'm a
G, yes, I'm a
God Two divas on my arm, two-seaters out in Prague (Skrrt) I
went from four and a
baby, to Roc Nation, to Shady (Ah) Then I
wore Celine boots, them bums tried to play me Wore a
Goyard bag, bum niggas tried to gay me (Gay me) Like I'm not the
same nigga who brought you Pray for Haiti (Pray for Haiti) Seem like it's everybody hate West lately (Fuck y'all niggas) Hit him in his head, rudeboy shot Jakey (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Make sure the
fish scale tasty, guess who pasty [Stove God Cooks:] Louis lovers, shootouts all summer The
switch do numbers, they thought them broke days would humble us That's before the
plug Dikembe Mutumbo'd us All four door panels off so we could stuff enough (Woo) I
was water whipping on my Prince shit (Yeah) This what it sound like when doves swimming in the
kitchen (Woo) Purple rain turn to coke fog, I'm the
dope God (I am) Write my name in the
steam on the
pot (Woo) Kilo wrappers drop on marble floors, caught lightning in a
bottle in Marcy (I did) Then West turned me from a
rapper to an artpiece Shine the
sun on me, I'm feeling like Dan Marjerle You see a
sparkle once you break the
corner piece I
can't sell a
quarter key (No), I
don't wanna break it up (No) Have them niggas run down on you (Brrt), oh, you was faking, huh? Scorpions on the
apron, whip Damian Lillard, I
had O's in a
blazer Hang me on a
gold cross, bitch, I'm really the
savior (It's me) Stove Jesus had coke dreams, sleep in the
manger (Woo) Bitch, I'm major (Woo) Bitch, you know who the
fuck I
am [Keisha Plum:] I'm a
genius, I'm a
God, I'm a
priceless piece of art I'm the
truth, I'm the
light, I
write these songs best at night My Medusa head red, I'm a
goddess in the
bed Roses grow between my legs, roses grow between my legs Fuck around and you'll end up dead She was on the
run from the
feds Sleep with one eye open, ménage with two ARs in the
bed Dior scarf to tie up her hair, tie up all loose ends To leave a
witness is a
sin Keisha Plum flow, Westside Gunn the
inspo GxFR like Pablo Escobar mixed with Griselda Blanco Chopard diamond glows In the
summertime, we serving snow, cocaine eskimos Igloo full of bricks, grimiest from the
716 I'm a
genius, I'm a
God, I'm a
priceless piece of art I'm the
truth, I'm the
light, I
write these songs best at night My Medusa head red, I'm a
goddess in the
bed Roses grow between my legs, roses grow between my The
scorpion is the
predator The
scale is for balance God is the
greatest Super FlyGod, brrt [Outro:] Ayy, homie, ayy, homie Ayy, homie, dig this The
music you consume determines how you move in your everyday life, bro Turn that sad-ass shit off, turn that murder shit off Turn that shit off, bro You wanna know who my favorite rapper is? My favorite rapper is Westside Gunn You wanna know why? Bitch, I
wanna be fly I
wanna give thanks to the
most high, nigga, I
wanna hustle, nigga I
wanna be motivated, nigga, I
wanna feel cool as a
motherfucker, bro That's why I
listen to Westside Gunn every day, bro The
music you listen to every fucking day determines how you get up and you move You hear me? That's why Westside Gunn is my favorite, nigga I
wanna be the
flyest nigga in the
world, nigga I
wanna be a
hustler, nigga, I
wanna be a
father, nigga Giving thanks to the
most high, nigga That's, that's what we on over here, bro The
struggle Olympics? That shit, that shit dead, bro That shit dead, bro Music is spiritual, you heard me? Music is very spiritual, man Watch what you consume, bro Turn that shit off