Sneak Wes (feat. Jack Wes)

I had a sit down with one of my niggas, he said bro don't let this shit get to you Soon enough we gon' count up them digits and f*ck all them bitches, they finna be sick of you We don't even post sticks on the gram, but lil bro he gon' blam Think he average a triple-double, And plus all of my niggas gon' slide on yo block and play ball like they stuck in a fucking bubble Aye turn me up bro, cuz Ion think these niggas hear me I'm smoking on loud n its fuckin' wit my hearing, I can't even listen up clearly. Balmain, Gucci, Amiri, yo bitch wanna f*ck, she can't even get near me These niggas be Odd like the fairies, I showed him the Glock and he start acting scary When I pulled the stick out the box, it was two-tone Came with a strap just so you could carry Bro put some tech in the Sprite, it was two-tone Flipped the whole bottle, it looked like a cherry We caught the opps playing in the 3-2 zone Passed me the heat, I'ma shoot it like Barry All of my niggas gon' slide like they shoes off And clear the whole scene, boy we making it scary Aye damn, make this scene get real spooky or something Niggas hitting my line just like Pookie or something Aye, damn, what up bro, damn Think I'm trying to go harder or something (harder or sum) Might just pull up from 30 like Harden or something You ain't een know how hard I was coming Why he try something stupid inside of the club? Bro I think he retarded or something. And I'm getting to that green like lil Mario brother Might trap out the barrio brother Ayy Yeah, West, bitch Yeah, ayy, yeah Lean with Don Perignon Bottle fresh, I just bought it today Got a plug on the flower, got sweet -and the sour He grow that shit straight out the vase Air Force custom, I'm flyer than everybody Roll a wood now I'm flyer than every pilot, try to reach for my bag Please don't try it, not a killer But I'm down to try new vices Get a dime from a fye, that's a double up Mixing syrup, then pour in a double cup Catch her out with a basket, a double pump If I shoot, you get hit, ain't no double up Dripping light, running water, she want a sip I cant beef with a nigga, he only shrimp She want bags for that pussy, I'm not a simp I just give her a rack and then call it quits I'm a dentist since I'm always in ha jaw I ain't feds when I say that I'm with the laws If the smoke come to us, it don't get resolved It ain't only just one, we all get involved My new watch is two-tone, I've been saving up My new whip up to date, you can see it too Stacking chips like I gamble in Vegas Smoking woods, trying to put myself on the moon Second hand, probably put you right on the roof If your man's trying to slide, we can smoke him too We got members with bags, they can buy him too I got weed coming in, my smoke always new I got gas like I just came from holiday If you won't smoke that shit, just a mile away BP Petro, that shit take a lung away Smoke an ounce, boy, that shit cost like three a day