Westside Gunn, Rome Streetz, Stove God Cooks - BDP (feat. Rome Streetz & Stove God Cooks)

[00:00.22] C-Conductor, we have a problem [00:02.82] What the fuck? (Conductor) [00:08.94] Y'all niggas trash [00:09.98] Ayo, check [00:15.94] I'm God's favorite, when I spit, the bar raises (C-C-C-C) [00:19.18] Before I got my start, was sellin' hard drugs to Caucasians [00:21.75] Fought cases, now we high in double R's racin' (Skrrt) [00:24.54] I came up, they all thought it was voodoo from the Haitians (Haha) [00:27.89] In all greatness, God, the top lonely but it ain't spacious (Uh-huh) [00:30.99] The comp all washed up with fiend-out faces (Niggas poor) [00:34.05] They ain't shit, just for me to prosper, had to take risks [00:37.65] My Off-White Dunks got the criss-cross laces (Uh-huh) [00:40.21] I push a spaceship all through the New York Matrix (Vroom) [00:43.73] Where good kids catch bids and turn Incarcerated Scarfaces [00:46.77] Rather serve you coke outta my palm than work for small wages (Uh-huh) [00:50.15] Kick your door, pray Allah save us, we all favored [00:53.86] Casablanca scarf wiping prints off the stainless (Uh-huh) [00:56.40] I knock whoever off, underground artists or A-list (Boom-boom-boom) [00:59.57] If they in the lane, they just roadkill on the pavement (Uh) [01:02.81] It's GxFR, dangerous, nothin' to play with [01:05.90] It's pure poison on your playlist [01:08.06] I'm like dark skin Michael Jackson stylin', moonwalkin' on stages (Woo) [01:12.18] I'm a lord, they all hit the floor and give off praises [01:15.18] Still got dog food residue on my razor [01:18.72] Ayo, I move mountains, move work through public housin' (Ah) [01:21.62] Shootout, shells hit the ground, at least a thousand (Grrrt) [01:24.57] My bitch Nina hit like Ronda Rousey (Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom) [01:27.27] Used to sip cups of purple 'til I was drowsy [01:30.64] Then there was a drought, no yellow or green for me (Uh-uh) [01:33.76] My 40 got a big nose like BDP (Ba-da-ba-ba-ba) [01:36.62] Murder bravado, the plug said, no hablo [01:39.97] I looked across, I seen at least a thousand bricks, Alhamdulillah [01:43.69] The most gorgeous, the most gifted, prolific (Agh, agh, agh) [01:47.97] Four-fifth kick like Bruce shit (Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom) [01:49.35] The sky hawk throwin' two blicks, ruthless [01:52.14] Fiend hit the pipe all you heard was [01:53.94] This is how we do it [01:55.21] (This is how we do it) [02:00.38] Sha la la la la la lo [02:02.54] Uh, who fuckin' with me, who? (Who fuckin' with me?) [02:06.30] We swam through water, whip in a Chanel scuba suit (Haha) [02:09.23] Gucci K for my nigga, he gon' super shoot (Grrrt, bap-bap) [02:12.58] They played the wiretap back for me, I sounded like Magoo (Hahaha) [02:15.52] Told my lawyer, cool, it wasn't me (Yeah, it wasn't me) [02:19.26] My nigga brought the work back on his niece [02:21.96] Had it wrapped around her legs like Lebron, icin' his knees [02:24.96] What nigga nicer than me? They drownin' fightin' to breathe [02:27.92] I seen rock smoke in the air (Yes), seen feds run up the stairs [02:31.36] I seen a million on Flip' neck, Versace on Claire [02:34.44] Seen one turn to two, like I put it in the mirror [02:37.83] I seen a nigga air the block out in a Oldsmobile Alero (Brrrt, bap-bap-bap) [02:41.15] The Office of Civil Defense has issued the following message [02:46.20] This is an attack warning [02:48.10]