Lyrics of 'West Coast (feat. Blueface)' by G-Eazy

[G-Eazy & Richie Rich]
Six million ways to mob, choose one
(Some-some-something about the West Coast)
It's somethin’ in the water
(Something about the West Coast
It makes me wanna ride)
Ayy, ooh, ayy, ooh

[G-Eazy]
You can't imagine the way that this cash feelin'
Don’t know what's harder, the first or the last million
My last album took care of my grandchildren (ayy)
You tried to win, cracked you head on the glass ceiling (ow)
What it is, sick wit' it it is
The way this money look, I'll be signed to Sony for years
Micro-dosing 'shrooms and I might just go pop a thizz
They see that black 'Rari, they know that it's one of his (vroom)
Ooh, realest in the room (room)
Could fill a pool with all the alcohol that I consume (ooh)
I'm coming this summer, yeah, it’s safe to assume (what?)
I’m finna clean up using Golden State's broom
West Coast, real town business (ayy)
Puma check just got cleared, merry Christmas
More sales, you catchin’ more L's
I drove here in a Scraper playin' this on four 12's

[Richie Rich & G-Eazy]
Something about the West Coast
It makes me wanna ride
Shake it Westside
Throw ya hands up, let’s ride
To the city of the scene
Put it on the one, get ya body on the dance floor
It's all love, yeah, and it's never bad, look
Something about the West Coast
It makes me wanna ride
Shake it Westside
Throw ya hands up, let's ride
To the city of the scene
Put it on the one, get ya body on the dance floor

[Blueface & Richie Rich]
Blueface, baby
Yeah (yeah, a'ight)
It's the face of the West Coast (scoop)
Been mackin', I got more bitches than PetCo (been mackin')
VVSs breakin' and bustin' like the Metro (bussin')
West Side Yankees (scoop)
Midtown business ('town business)
Yeah, a'ight, schoolyard to the children (to the children)
Used to be broke, Cash Money got me healin' (West)
You can't show me how to make a mill' 'til you make a mill' (bop)
Welcome to the West Coast, this the best coast (West Coast)
You can find the best hoes and the best dro
Doin' the dash in the Aston up and down Pico (ooh)
Freak ho, my pants sag until the meat show (ooh)
Yeah, a'ight, welcome to the meat show (to the meat show)
Two dicks, big pisser and a Glicko (uh)
(Blueface, baby, big pisser and the Glicko)
Yeah aight, I like my money in blue faces, baby
I like fuckin', all my bitches call me fucker
We can't fuck if you can't take the rug burn

Something about the West Coast
Blueface, baby
It makes me wanna ride
Shake it Westside
Throw ya hands up, let's ride
To the city of the scene
Put it on the one, get ya body on the dance floor
Something about the West Coast
It makes me wanna ride
Shake it Westside
Throw ya hands up, let's ride
To the city of the scene
Put it on the one, get ya body on the dance floor