Schy West - Schy West

Schy West be the man
Wanna bust move but I can’t dance
And still I be fucking with them dancers
Giving you the answers
Schy West be the man
Do it for myself not the gram
Got these bitches hooked, Peter Pan
Better stick to the plan
Cause when you see me I don’t give a damn
Heard the metal open niggas like a can
Talking Campbell’s soup and I go stupid
No juice wrld but dreams so lucid
Schy West be the man
Schy West be the man
Schy West be the
Schy West be the
Schy West be the
Uh yeah
Flying state to state
Never taking breaks
Keeping to myself cause everything is just a case
I only run with animals
All of which are flammable
Wanna copy paste but we don’t ever leave a trace
I know bitches past ten
All of them on go
Break em down like backwoods then hit a finger roll
Kick her out the door
Invite her back over
Just so she can come and see her friend bent over
Niggas wanna fight me, they ain’t met nobody like me
Bitches wanna be wifey, tell em it ain’t likely
Need to be in heavyweight cause I don’t take no shit lightly
Bout to make my life a movie and direct it like I’m Spike Lee
I’m a beast when I get up on the beat, yeah
Make the crippled wanna get up on their feet
Make the blind wanna see
You don’t gotta thank me, I’m just doing what I can cause
Schy West be the man
Schy West be the man
Schy West be the
Schy West be the
Schy West be the
Schy West be the man
Do it for myself not the gram
Got these bitches hooked, Peter Pan
Better stick to the plan
Cause when you see me I don’t give a damn
Heard the metal open niggas like a can
Talking Campbell’s soup and I go stupid
No juice wrld but dreams so lucid
Schy West be the man
Schy West be the man
Schy West be the
Schy West be the
Schy West be the
I could really say right now I’m on top of city, so tell me who with me
I ain’t talking Bobby and Whitney
I’m talking liquor in my system and I’m still dropping 50
Said you bossed the fuck up and you still smoking 50
That’s a shame
Hope these niggas know there ain’t no cursing in my lane
If I’m bumming it or dripping, it don’t matter, feel the same
I see the opposition got a hand a in my face
I just step back and hit the clutch shot like I’m dame
Boy I got game
Not in it for the fame
It’s all because of pain
But you don’t really know me
You just being nosey
When I’m in the club
Straight shots like I’m Kobe
I could fuck all your bitches while I’m still getting to riches
And take her number down but I never call her
I gave explicit permission and said I’m fucking then dipping
And still the only nigga that she wanna call up
Schy West be the man
Do it for myself not the gram
Got these bitches hooked, Peter Pan
Better stick to the plan
Cause when you see me I don’t give a damn
Heard the metal open niggas like a can
Talking Campbell’s soup and I go stupid
No juice wrld but dreams so lucid
Schy West be the man
Schy West be the man
Schy West be the
Schy West be the
Schy West be the
Uh yeah

Written by:
Schyler West

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find