Hard Bottoms & White Socks

I would like to welcome a special guest tonight

He go by the name of

Y'all know his name

He is a very important person of this little world of ours

Now I’ma let him take the stage

(This that real rap shit, ya bitch)

Talkin' 'bout the West Coast, I’m the face of it

Gangster in designer clothes, I'm the face of it

I told them hoes to get low, I'm the face of it

I put on the bros, I'm the face of it

Drove the Maybach to the block, I'm the face of it

Dissin' all the opps, I'm the face of it

Hard bottoms, white socks, I'm the face of it

We gon’ do this one for hip-hop

I’m the face of this shit, I'm the base of this shit

I was made for this shit, I got the taste for this shit

I’m tellin' you

I'm not preachin', I’m not Ma$e in this shit

I'm really West Side, I catch a case for this shit

Let the marathon continue, it's not a race with this shit

And I ain't even have no oldheads to lace me with shit

All my homies gang but now they changin' and shit

I mean, it's still gang gang but now they makin' some chips

Ooh, I represent this shit to the T

I represent this shit like I do Bompton trees

This ain't no smoke and mirror, nigga, fuck nicotine

Lookin' like the West every time I hit the scene

Me and Mustard kept this shit lit, ooh

Pac ain't the only motherfucker with the juice

Call Dre, call Snoop, call Game and Kendrick too

When you think about the West, it's me and Nip, red and blue, nigga

Talkin' 'bout the West Coast, I'm the face of it

Gangster in designer clothes, I'm the face of it

I told them hoes to get low, I'm the face of it

I put on the bros, I'm the face of it

Drove the Maybach to the block, I'm the face of it

Dissin' all the opps, I'm the face of it

Hard bottoms, white socks, I'm the face of it

We gon' do this one for hip-hop

I'm on some thirsty shit

I want the recognition, on some thirsty shit

I want the recognition, on some thirsty shit

I want the recognition, clout chasin'

Whoever think different, I'll diss 'em

They be tryna, tryna, tryna put me in a box

I be steady tryna tell these bitch niggas they not

They be tryna say I'm only urban, I say I'm pop

They be like: How you figure that? I say - I'm hot - bitch

I'm in the Lambo drop-top, bitch

I turn a good girl to a thot, bitch

We the reason that the strip club pop, bitch

I'm the face, yeah, I had to shoot my shot, bitch

Everybody wanna be Pac, I'm Suge

I'm bailin' niggas out like I'm Suge

I'm slappin' niggas up like I'm Suge

Set these rapper niggas up like I'm Suge

Talkin' 'bout the West Coast, I'm the face of it

Gangster in designer clothes, I'm the face of it

I told them hoes to get low, I'm the face of it

I put on the bros, I'm the face of it

Drove the Maybach to the block, I'm the face of it

Dissin' all the opps, I'm the face of it

Hard bottoms, white socks, I'm the face of it

We gon' do this one for hip-hop

I put my niggas on, now they lit

Pusha right at Interscope, Mustard rich

B-More run a label, you gotta meet with him

Gav and Charlie designed 4Hunnid, Nano writin' hits

My bro on this shit, he up next

I feel good, I feel great, I feel blessed

Bad check, swag check, dad check, designer check

It ain't nothin' to remind you, check

I'm that nigga that wear that hard bottoms with the white socks

I'm the nigga that had Bompton there shootin' videos on the block

I'm that young Piru, SuWoop gang, fly ass nigga

I'm the nigga, I'm the nigga, I'm the fuckin' nigga

What did Drake say?

You don't need no motherfuckin' awards, you already won

Bitch, I won

I won, bitch, tell me different, anybody

Cross the line if you feel different, nigga