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Lunchin Video (MV)




Performed By: Westside Gunn
Featuring: Keisha Plum
Language: English
Length: 3:31
Written by: Alvin Lamar Worthy




Westside Gunn - Lunchin Lyrics
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[ Featuring Keisha Plum ]

Ayo, I want me and my niggas to have back-to-back yachts
Lick the M16, I got one on my opps
One nigga thought he had hops, he tried to jump the fence
Lord, why he do that? His kids never seen him since

Lord (Ah), threw him in the shower with the chainsaw
The cocaine war, give up the waps, take the chain off (boom boom boom boom)
Bleed the wall, wipe the brains off, 'caine rain cough
I pray to God that the scale ain't off (the scale ain't off)
The Prada slippers, jewelry glisten, pull up, half the roof missin'
Ruth's Chris, stuffed chicken gettin' fed by two bitches
Tyin' up the loose enders
Smack 'em with the forty, now his tooth missin'
Laid 'em on the table, had to pool stick 'em (ah)
It's glory, it's glory, it's Flygod (it's Flygod)
Ayo, I want me and my niggas to have back-to-back Dracos
Keep shootin' his house down 'til I say so
I got the yayo, my nigga doin' thirty in Laredo
You still got the time and date, though
We not the same, yo (we not the same, yo)
The shit ain't even bust down
Shit ain't even bust down (Shit ain't even bust down)
Ayo, the shit ain't even bust down (ayo)
The shit ain't even bust down
My Colt pop like particle, cappin', hoe
My microwave rock and roll, let's lock and load (ah)
Tiffany handles on the white gold stones (white gold stones)
Thirty in the oven, these niggas say I'm buggin' (niggas say I'm buggin')
I'm on the yard with the bone crusher like a lunchin'
(Like a lunchin', like a lunchin')

Yo, I want me and my niggas to have back-to-back yachts
Lick the M16, I got one on my opps
One nigga thought he had hops, tried to jump the fence
Lord, why he do that? His kids never seen him since
Lord

Imagine if this was the last poem I write
Imagine your moms snortin' lines of white
Imagine the feeling when the judge gave him life
Imagine if Westside Gunn never touched a mic
Or imagine if Con never got shot
Imagine if time just stopped
Imagine if all of this and then imagine it again
It's Griselda Records 'til the f*ckin' end

Uh, Gucci, and, uh, you been a longtime supporter, you still supporting after the controversies?
What controversy?
I'm sure you heard, you know, black, you know, they
They had the blackface sweater and, you know, a lot of prominent artists, dropping them, you know
Man, listen, I don't got nothin' against nobody
Really?
Um, my thing is this, I support everybody I like, everybody
And my thing is this, I like to live life and do, and do what I like to do
I'm not no follower, I do what the f*ck I wanna do
Right
Because everybody say, uh, wear this, or don't wear this
I'ma wear what the f*ck I wanna wear. I'm 'bout to go into Gucci
Were you disrespected at all by the whole blackface controversy?
I'm 'bout to go into Gucci
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English

Ayo, I want me and my niggas to have back-to-back yachts
Lick the M16, I got one on my opps
One nigga thought he had hops, he tried to jump the fence
Lord, why he do that? His kids never seen him since

Lord (Ah), threw him in the shower with the chainsaw
The cocaine war, give up the waps, take the chain off (boom boom boom boom)
Bleed the wall, wipe the brains off, 'caine rain cough
I pray to God that the scale ain't off (the scale ain't off)
The Prada slippers, jewelry glisten, pull up, half the roof missin'
Ruth's Chris, stuffed chicken gettin' fed by two bitches
Tyin' up the loose enders
Smack 'em with the forty, now his tooth missin'
Laid 'em on the table, had to pool stick 'em (ah)
It's glory, it's glory, it's Flygod (it's Flygod)
Ayo, I want me and my niggas to have back-to-back Dracos
Keep shootin' his house down 'til I say so
I got the yayo, my nigga doin' thirty in Laredo
You still got the time and date, though
We not the same, yo (we not the same, yo)
The shit ain't even bust down
Shit ain't even bust down (Shit ain't even bust down)
Ayo, the shit ain't even bust down (ayo)
The shit ain't even bust down
My Colt pop like particle, cappin', hoe
My microwave rock and roll, let's lock and load (ah)
Tiffany handles on the white gold stones (white gold stones)
Thirty in the oven, these niggas say I'm buggin' (niggas say I'm buggin')
I'm on the yard with the bone crusher like a lunchin'
(Like a lunchin', like a lunchin')

Yo, I want me and my niggas to have back-to-back yachts
Lick the M16, I got one on my opps
One nigga thought he had hops, tried to jump the fence
Lord, why he do that? His kids never seen him since
Lord

Imagine if this was the last poem I write
Imagine your moms snortin' lines of white
Imagine the feeling when the judge gave him life
Imagine if Westside Gunn never touched a mic
Or imagine if Con never got shot
Imagine if time just stopped
Imagine if all of this and then imagine it again
It's Griselda Records 'til the f*ckin' end

Uh, Gucci, and, uh, you been a longtime supporter, you still supporting after the controversies?
What controversy?
I'm sure you heard, you know, black, you know, they
They had the blackface sweater and, you know, a lot of prominent artists, dropping them, you know
Man, listen, I don't got nothin' against nobody
Really?
Um, my thing is this, I support everybody I like, everybody
And my thing is this, I like to live life and do, and do what I like to do
I'm not no follower, I do what the f*ck I wanna do
Right
Because everybody say, uh, wear this, or don't wear this
I'ma wear what the f*ck I wanna wear. I'm 'bout to go into Gucci
Were you disrespected at all by the whole blackface controversy?
I'm 'bout to go into Gucci
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Writer: Alvin Lamar Worthy
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC


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