[Hook:] Uh, it's all good til that ride go low And the hoes you was f**in' they don't slidin' nomo That's why I'm on this I-95 alone Ridin' with the windows down Tryna sip it down now I think about it when I'm high or low Like I don't even expect you to ride nomo Guess I can't worry bout nothin' but mine nomo That's why I'm on this I-95 like no no no no no It's like nothin' all over now Westside girls, where the f** you been? If you really know a n***a holla at me then [Verse:] Am I still f**in' with these b**hes? Told myself I wouldn't But she's here inside my living room Same slick dress on, lipstick pressed on Gave a couple reasons Why she ain't for being slept on k**a in the line of that outfit designer They just came out with She got a problem maxin' out my card I hardly doubt it That's why I'm out in all these malls Tryna call accountants And any time she do me wrong I start to f** more bout it b**hes that's down to strip to they slickest outfits And they just wanna f** the kid With kicks that ain't come out yet And I'm just livin' life No chaser, lemon spice Young entertainer Livin' life like I'm Evan White Pacin' all my blatant move Like from the line and shootin' threes You could be takin' twos You know you greater So you just do what you made to do f** what they say dog Just pray to God and make it thru Now make yo moves n***a [Hook]