Album Cover Claiborne Kick (feat. Boldy James)

Claiborne Kick (feat. Boldy James)

Westside Gunn

5

Raw is Flygod

AyoAyo, Patek wrist, took the cracks out the pots, geometrics bag the extras (ah)

Lookin′ like the richest ever in the pickup Tesla (skrt)

Hundred shots to whoever (brr), we want wars with the best (brr)

Elephant trunks stuck to less (ah), four hundred thousand on the neck

Knock off your head, fuck a vest (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

You ever seen brains scattered? (Ah)

Right in front of mama love

That type of shit don't matter (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Started gettin′ better work, then the money came faster (ah)

Had to sit down a bit, came home, back at it

Same fork was faithful

We catch a body, let the Ace pour (brr, brr, brr)

Hit the brick with a Claymore kick

Rock a Liz Claiborne, it ain't safe for 'em (ah)

Mafia, what else?

227s, Blockworks

Stood tall on that murder rock, the threat is on the compound

Twenty-man tanks here, twenty four hour lockdown

Was wanted on the net by the detects, number one suspected

Callin′ home collect, Auntie Nette the only one acceptin′

One count felony firearm, two counts of drug possession

Three counts of felonious assault without a murder weapon

On the west side with 'bout thirty blicks, got the most gun collection

Plus a whole array of thirty clips, with a whole drum selection

Young and restless

All my youngins scandalous, don′t need none protection

Undercovers pressin', wanna know what′s me and Gunn connection

Know the feds watchin', tryna catch us touchin′ tons of metric

Whole camp solid, snatch us up, you won't get one confession

Hustlin' medication, takin′ medicine for depression

Under investigation never been the one to question

Plug on my level, seen the talent from the first impression

Russian cut my bezel, caesar salad with the Russian dressin′

Ayo, Patek wrist (where we at?), took the cracks out the pots, geometrics bag the extras (ah)

Lookin' like the richest ever in the pickup Tesla (skrt)

Hundred shots to whoever (brr), we want wars with the best (brr)

Elephant trunks stuck to less (ah), four hundred thousand on the neck

Knock off your head, fuck a vest (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

You ever seen brains scattered? (Ah)

Right in front of mama love

That type of shit don′t matter (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Started gettin' better work, then the money came faster (ah)

Had to sit down a bit, came home, back at it

Same fork was faithful

We catch a body, let the Ace pour (brr, brr, brr)

Hit the brick with a Claymore kick

Rock a Liz Claiborne, it ain′t safe for 'em (ah)