Onna Westside

[Verse 1]
Finna go 'round the world, like I did at the park shooting jumpers
I'm doing numbers-on-numbers, shitting, avoiding plungers
I'm on the island, not Randle, [?]
These niggas' lives is in shambles, getting blown out like candles
Margiela sandals, chop ball from different angles
And it no scandals, making them fall, got crazy handles
Just let me ramble, talk my shit, make examples
Thinking this shorty know [?], ball like I'm Julius Randle
Julius Erving, on these beats [?] I'm serving
Erick preaching sermons, all the leaves is burning
On the 'roids like Canseco on the Oakland A's
Good grabba, big jays, I just made six plays
Two innings, one day, gotta get it one way
Or another, denim undercover, I'm a dog like Bubba
You niggas hate your mother, never played the cutter
Couldn't be me, my moms lit, [?]
Pop's a G, took his name, I wanna be me
I'm balling, play deep
I'm balling, KD
I hate sleep, roll me a bleep
For talking is cheap, go take a seat

[Verse 2]
[?] like the Big Herc, or fall like big shirt
Go kick dirt
Pap making plays, word to Nick Nurse
[?]
Pap [?], work the Larry [?], feeling like my moms
Can't chase no Johnnie Walker
Tryna do business, make a good offer
[?], ball like [?]
Her friend wanna tag along
Ain't nothing to crack a jawn
Pap ball 'til the crack of dawn