Drink To This

[Intro]

**** your bitch and the clique you claim

I'm a Westside rider, come equipped with—

Hmm, this how I’m feelin' right now (Ayy)

Nah, but look, man

I just wanna let y'all know

I really be out here goin’ through the most and it's—

It ain't nothin' wrong with goin' through the most

As long as you go through the most, you feel me?

But, you know, we be out here

Chin up, chest out, head to the sky

'Cause gangsters don't cry, look, uh

[Verse 1]

**** your bitch and the clique you claim

I'm a Westside rider, come equipped with flame

Mother**** love, **** guilt and shame

4Hunnid everythin’, from the fit to the chain

They salty, I represent the clique, they tryna fault me

Get off me, the opp look for opportunities to off me

I’m bossy, I move like a president and it cost me

You lost me, I changed for the better and you fault me

Treat him like a ghost, if I see him, I never saw him

Silence is deadly and it be killin' you softly

They link and talk bad about me, they have parties

Big lip niggas talk too much, Steve Harvey

When I see ’em, I press 'em, they like "Sorry"

You gulli-gulli island niggas turnin' to Barney

But real estate is what the trauma brought me

Stay in the crib, take care of them kids is what it taught me

Listen, when it come to these hoes, I'm like Tristan

But listen, when it come to the gang, I’m like a Christian

Praise the guys who was here before my existence

Who kept it gangster as cold as my commitment

And with that comes calls and conditions

Legitimate reasons to murder opps while they slippin'

Over a bitch, she left the homie out commission

And we seen it all on tape, now we trippin'

This is what you slidin' for, this what you signed it for

Get snitched on and hit with life is what you signed it for

**** that, rewind and switch the vibings, boy

Turned the block into fashion, I'm a designer, boy

They'd rather see you ****ed up, down bad

When you finally overcame this shit, they had you down bad

Imagine it, real life if it sound bad

The silver linin' runnin' through my back pad

[Chorus]

My nigga gotta drink to this

My niggas gotta drink to this (I am ****ed up)

**** that, gotta drink to this

**** that, gotta drink to this (I said "Pour me up")

My nigga, have a drink to this

My nigga, have a drink to this (Let me get another shot)

**** that, gotta drink to this

**** that, gotta drink to this (Alright, alright, I'm done)

[Verse 2]

You was my boy, you had to be

Starvin' for greatness, we had to eat

You was my boy, we was in the streets

Then you made it and turned industry

I'm emotional, I don't know how to cope with folks

Who shady, no, call me but replay me close

It's crazy though, when I start blamin' folks

Who poof for they foul play, they never claim it though

Respect lost

We checkin' all bitch niggas off the list, yeah, yeah, he checked off

Gotta show 'em what neglect cost

Brotherly love, this is pep talk

I was there for you, I was there for you

Broke your bro heart, he really cared for you

You probably got some shit to say about me too

But snitchin' up on gang, I wasn't there to do

[Chorus]

My nigga gotta drink to this

My niggas gotta drink to this (Pour me up)

**** that, gotta drink to this

**** that, gotta drink to this (How many Js you been takin'?)

My nigga, have a drink to this

My nigga, have a drink to this (Nigga, I'm drunk)

**** that, gotta drink to this

**** that, gotta drink to this (**** this shit, I'm done)