Lyrics Summer Slam 88 - Westside Gunn

Summer Slam 88

Ayo, it’s Westside Pootie
And We’re getting money, y’all broke
It’s Griselda
Ayo, I’m more coke seller, less Coachella
No cut on my slabs you niggas know better
You could tell we working by the porch light
Spply 350's with the orange stripe
My dawg flew off after one kick
We robbed everybody, we was on shit
Snatching bricks like Biyombo
Fashion week, 10 copies in the Diablo
Motherfucka Ima Legend
Motherfucka Ima Legend
Ayo, the GLE Benz was all gold
The bag full of tecs that all fold
Goyard duffle with the mighty mouse
4 bedrooms, that’s a tiny house
I’m bout to go stove shopping
We gon get rich if the O’s lock in
100 round drum for you fucks
Beef with me, I wish you best of luck
Motherfucka Ima Legend
Motherfucka Ima Legend
Ayo, I’m looking like a Off-White look book
2 bricks for 50 that’s a good look
My chain made your bitch extra wet
So I fucked her in a Tesla X
So many chains on, I wish I had an extra neck
Extendo clip, piggin out the cop while in sweats
Baking soda in the recipe
Waking up to pretty bitches laying next to me
In RSVP, with Kev, went crazy
Claude Monet;
wish he was living so he can paint me
Motherfucka Ima Legend
Motherfucka Ima Legend