This is a song about "West coast classics"

From the east to the west coast

Time to get her bags get ghost

3 homies chilling making classics

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car

Call me west coast wells fargo, because i can go far

Opposite coast from the beast,

Once the message released

Then chop your deck your head tumblin' like gymnastics

When we're done we'll sit back, hip-hop release the classics,

But now i'm on the east coast, west coast

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

You have fucked with a west coast bay area cali kid

Eastside, take them to the west

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared