OUTWEST/EYEZ

Ayy, bag it out west (Bag it), slang it out west (Yeah) Gold metallic knife, I can shank ya out west (Yeah) I just put a drum on a new Kel-Tec (On it) I just put my cum in her pussy, now it's wet Shake it outwest Shake it outwest I done figured this shit out, if you think you gon' bite on my swag, it's a virus (Oh) I don the swag and I pull up on bitches dressed in all white like Miley Cyrus (Yeah) No, I'm not gay, I fuck bitches on bitches, I whip out, she suck on my private (Suck it) I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust So many player-hatin' niggas tryna sound like us Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin' Straight to the depths of Hell is where those cowards goin' Well, are you still down? Nigga, holla when you see me And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me I got a caravan of niggas every time we ride Hittin' motherfuckers up when we pass by