Young Taco - WestWood (feat. Young Ero) Lyrics

This must be a cloud nine, production
Up in Westwood, rollin' backwoods
Life is Gucci and I'm feelin' good
I'm in that mood and I'm finna roll a wood

I'm in that mood and I'm finna roll a wood
I'm in that mood and I'm finna roll a wood
I give her that pipe, yeah, yeah, I give her that wood
I'm rollin' woods, yeah, yeah, I'm rollin' woods

We in the woods, yeah, Westwood
In the hood, posted on the block
Smokin' gas, yeah, we smokin' on some crops
Up in heaven, yeah, do it for my pop

We don't play, you can get your ass popped
We got the sauce and we got the shit on lock
She talkin' that bull, had to put her up on block
Like Mutombo, yeah, I had to block

Time is money and we on the clock
These niggas chicken, she suck my cock
Yeah, they waitin' for the drop
Hit the woah, that ass drop

With my bro, we on the block
Hardy boys, we on the block
Made a flip, hit a chop
Up in Westwood, rollin' backwoods

Life is Gucci and I'm feelin' good
I'm in that mood and I'm finna roll a wood
I'm in that mood and I'm finna roll a wood
I'm in that mood, so I'm finna roll a wood

Buss down a five-pack of them woods
Finna roll up the finest of that gas
Smokin' pressure, applyin' pressure on they ass
In Westwood, chillin', yeah, we good
Got backwoods, it's filled up with that good
Sauce sell, kush sell, smokin' green, call it cell
And I'm still dodgin' 12, makin' plays all myself
Had my business by myself, you a punk, you a whimp

Smoke a wood, keep it pimp, yeah
Up in Westwood, rollin' backwoods
Life is Gucci and I'm feelin' good
I'm in that mood and I'm finna roll a wood

I'm in that mood and I'm finna roll a wood