Eastside, Westside go crazy
But when you moving how I’m moving and you doing what I’m doing
I charge for the high ’cause them niggas talk shit
Flood the town, diamonds in the crown, woah
And if you ever switch crews and you thought that we would lose
Yeah, we doing things you ain’t used to
[Verse 1: Price]
Flood the town, diamonds in my crown, woah
Eastside, Westside go crazy
Okay, mayor status, hella playerlistic when I slide
So fresh, couldn’t look better in HD
Southside, Northside go crazy
Northside, Southsider
Southside, Northside go crazy
So don’t you speak unless you paying me
Eastside, Westsider
These new rap niggas way too lazy, they can’t be

Bust it down, make her bust it down, woah

They check the watch, it’s time to settle in
What’s up, what’s up, what’s up?
They banging us in the drive through
I feel like JE, where the party at?
Bust it down, yeah, I can bust it down, woah
Lil’ mama pull up tryna burn something
Ayy, I take you home and see how you taste
Wait, look up
You know I never stress, I’m Mamba with the left
Everybody, let’s ride
That’s why most women love me and they niggas hate me
Word to Tae, I go Boise with the blue face
They playing us in they high school
Got OG in my party pack
Okay, okay, hey
Mentioned in the same sentence ’cause we really crazy
Somebody tell these niggas that they fresh fitted ain’t custom
[Intro: Price]
Hop out the drop, dripping melanin
[Chorus: Price]
Ha, now you niggas playing by my rules
I went to church and got baptized
Flood the town, diamonds in my crown, woah
And you see us, what we do, you say "What’s up, what’s up, what’s up"
[Verse 2: Oktane]
Yeah, yeah, they done seen everything from A-Z
I got the game from Dick Gregory
Bust it down, yeah, make it bust it down, woah
Eastside, Westside go crazy
Ayy, fuck your friends, baby, you shake
You ain’t found a nigga yet, what side? Nigga, West

Obama at his best, I’m lava in the flesh
Get it tatted, smoke while you at it, planet earth is live
And you grooving how I’m grooving, oh, your movement is exclusive
Southside, Northside go crazy
Southside, Northside go crazy
Hit the block, it got strap-tized
Your favorite rapper ain’t got flavor like this when I ride

Flood the town, diamonds in the crown, woah
Keep your religion in this slavery
What’s up, what’s up, what’s up?
It’s weed where I land, I ain’t stressing out through customs
[Chorus : Price]
Ha, mama taught me well, said "Don’t trust no fucking buster"
It ain’t a loss if you learn from it
I pull up, pull up, juiced up

Now look, bounce when I ride through
I’m in the Chi eating Harold’s Chicken
Traumatized when my rep die
Uh, yeah, I go Boise with the blue face
What’s up, what’s up, what’s up?
Free like the style that my niggas always kick
Another victim on the Leftside
If she bust it open quick, chances are she ain’t no lover
Eastside, Westside go crazy
Bust it down, make her bust it down, woah
Worldwide, everywhere I fly, they be screaming "Tribe"
What’s up, what’s up, what’s up?
Mean I’m hotter than the press, you look for someone realer
Woah, can’t fuck with niggas with a narrow vision