West Coast on the East Coast lyrics

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[Intro: Boobie Lootaveli]
Ayy

[Verse 1: Boobie Lootaveli & Pouya]
[?] through your back though, it's the holy power from that .44
Hangin' by survival, is there anything, gon' f*cking know
Runnin' to your TVs and then I call my uncles up
[?] then I'm running home
Bullsh*t, I'm with my dawgs like f*ck the law
[?] on my feet, I had to ball
Found out you a snake [?] you gotta crawl
[?] where the lean from? (Uh)

[Verse 2: Pouya]
Damn, b*tch, you really hurtin' my feelings
When you was poppin' pills, suckin' di*k and chillin'
With the villain, I was feelin' like I'm one a million
Now I got a stick in my ass [?] ceilin'
I had a feeling but never wanna believe it
Smashed the window out the Benz and keyed it, but sh*t
I'm the one that f*ckin' bought it, sick of this f*ckin' life
I'm 'bout to turn into a Amish and live a little more modest

[Verse 3: Boobie Lootaveli]
When you makin' moves, always make sure you payin' dues
You don't wanna have a dead man waitin' on you to snooze
Woke up six times today, I'm feelin' bougie
Wherever I go, you bet I bring the toolie
Number one rule; good butter sell its f*ckin' self
I can't trust a soul, I can't even trust my f*ckin' self
Mid pack juugin', and they flyin' off the f*ckin' shelves
Stack them hoes up and they taller than a f*ckin' elf
[Verse 4: Pouya]
Listen, b*tch, this di*k ain't finna suck itself
I'm an advocate for mental health but you can kill yourself
Suicidal, losin' vitals, I can't help myself
I love the pain, I love the pressure from the f*ckin' belt
Wrapped around my arms, got me waitin' for my face to melt
Labels gettin' mad, tryna put me on the shelf
'Cause I didn't connect the pen to paper on these selfish deals
And somehow still managed to get my momma half a mill'