TOMMY HEELFIGER Lyrics by Westside Gunn
Ay yo, I done seen Envy turn a nigga hardcore
I done took work to the country, struck gold
I can name another nigga fly on my show
I was wearing Gucci at 12 years old
I was rockin’ Tommy Hill and been in hallways
I done got knocked on mass in the sweep and called a case
My shooter did a drill with Reggie Drew on his face
I just said, never take a bitch out of space
I think all five times a day for my living
Yo, focus on the balls, I’ll focus on the mission
Reflection in the stars, how I’m do the law
St. Peter’s rose in the spa, la la la
Ferrari four-door creepin’ up, playin’ cop
It’s cool to fuck a rat’s now, huh, I do not
Judge Thorway, the keys, let a nigga ride
Just think before you do, young man, hell is hot
Kids two decks down, playin’ on a yacht
You see me on the lot, then I’m drivin’ off the lot
They gon’ tell you I ain’t the one
Same niggas used to tell me I’m the one
They gon’ tell you I don’t really do that
Same niggas sat in the kitchen and watched me do that
Same niggas sat in the trap and watched me do that
Shot through your block in the floor and you watched me do that
We crack spots going crazy, you watched me do that
Yeah, school shot my baby, we didn’t do that
No, we didn’t do that
No, we didn’t do that
