The Original lyrics

[INTRO]
Yeah we must have a motherf*ckin' problem or somethin', huh?
You feel me?
Basedgod ain't never leavin'
I love it
Let's do it

[HOOK]
I'm the original
I'm the original
Chick, I got the swag
And you look so pitiful
I'm the original
I'm the original
Chick, I got the swag
And you look so pitiful

West side, west side, 50, 50
West side, west side, 50, 50
West side, west side, 50, 50
West side, west side, 50, 50

[VERSE 1]
Let me tell you something, b*tch, I got the swagger
Every girl sucks on my di*k cause I'm Jesus Christ
You n*ggas got me f*cked up, I'm still up in the functions
I'm still Young Based God, I stay on those Twinkies
I make these hoes lick me, I pay some for b*tches
They comin' with me, that money ain't comin' with me
They call me that pretty b*tch, I layaway that 4-5
You dumb pus*y, this b*tch Mob, shouts out to Based World
I'm a Navy SEAL until I die, straight out that water, b*tch
Rep Seventh Street, no color, come on b*tch, I'm that lover
Don't know me, rich b*tch, this ain't no f*ckin' game
My Lil B, Based God, I gotta lot of...
Still rep for that west side, shouts out to south side
Shouts out to east side, shouts out to north side
Live my life, I don't care, b*tch
Rich n*gga, I'm a pretty b*tch
f*ckin hoes in they ass, b*tch
b*tch better come with that cash, you feel me?
[HOOK]

[VERSE 2]
You suckas didn't know I'm a dealer
I'm the weed man, Reggie Miller
Your sucka, ho-ass asked for ten dollars
I f*cked her in the face for about ten hours
And you know I got that ten pack
It's not beer, n*gga, it's that weed sack
f*ck around, b*tch, I'll show you 'bout something
Thirty-five clips with that dummy
Long range and it's hunting
f*ck around me, b*tch, it's nothing
Still freestyle for that ten dollars
Hundred thousand, I fill up all of these straight models

[HOOK]

West side, west side, 50, 50
West side, west side, 50, 50
West side, west side, 50, 50
West side, west side, 50, 50