Favorites

[Chorus] Eastside! Uh My favorites be the gold ones on gold ones Eastside! Uh (Doubt, doubt) [Verse 1] Afro puffs bouncing Off that good Cali shit, I'm in them shorts and the house shoes lounging Nothing but the best for my spouse, but she cheap though Snoop D go locked with the G though G-Funk, Eastside grind me a bomb, Persian hookah No room for ringers, get the fuck up out my stooper Mine and mine alone, never loaned from a looter Ties in New York get you dropped by a scooter [Bridge] I don't know what you've been told Or what you seen on Twitter, FaceSpace or whatever But I'm the truth, gotta slow you with that self My favorite disc is from Zoltan's And them green bags come from Whole Foods Front house, they front house Backhouse sellin' [Chorus] My favorites be the gold ones on gold ones And you know this, man My car's got the gold ones on gold ones My leaders got the gold ones on gold ones And my chain is full of gold ones on gold ones Eastside! Uh [Verse 2] Middle finger up to these cocksuckers Hood rats, all the same, minus the fox color Blue print, an architect, lacing you with my repertoire Think I got bitches sippin' semen my acquired taste Treat it like cake If you lost, I can fix it, just come home, baby [Bridge] I told myself to let it go, but I can't Favorite folk know how I start Got a couple burners, shooters and love My favorites bring that drama house Front house, they front house Backhouse sellin'