Sensational Sherri - Westside Gunn

Fuck

Ayy yo

Ayy yo, you fuck niggas fear me, bitches love me

Cancun check the chin, neck looked husky

Fiend hit the pipe one time, did the Dougie (He did the Dougie, ah)

Ayy yo, the fiend hit the pipe one time, did the Dougie (He did the Dougie, ah)

Ayy yo, my neck looking gorgeous

Ten pavement scrapers, got the poles in the Porsche (Skrrt)

Ain’t nobody fucking with me, nigga, that’s on all us

Where you from?

Have my lil' nigga shoot your borner up (Boom boom boom boom

boom boom boom boom)

Drug dealing was necessary

.38 with the potato seasoned with peri peri (Boom boom boom boom boom)

My MAC that sensational Sherri (Brr, brr)

My MAC that sensational Sherri

My Bape Hebru a thousand percent

Dimes looked like M&Ms, we had housing on lit (Ah)

Everybody rocking Fendi now, shit looking brazy

Griselda like the coke in the '80s (Ah)

Griselda like the coke in the '80s

Ayy yo, every other week the niggas shooting at the groove

I had to duck a couple times, I’m tripping in my jewels

Bullets hit this bitch, she started bleeding on my Loubs

Bitches say he rich as fuck, prettier, and bool

Metal Gear Stone Island

Cherry '63, I bought that shit with no mileage (Skrrt)

Cherry '63, I bought that shit with no mileage

Ayy yo, dopeman this, nigga, dopeman that, nigga

Thirty-two shot MAC, nigga, sip Act', nigga (Brr)

Thousand pack flip, nigga, skeleton wrist, nigga

Lil' nigga ask me how it feel to be rich, nigga

How it feel, nigga?

I do this shit in real life

I got the red cherry

I do this shit in real life

The fucking king of New York, nigga, me

I do this shit in real life

Fly fucking god

I’m an awesome god, nigga

I do this shit in real life

You niggas is fuckin' broke

You niggas fuckin' bums

The Butcher comin', nigga

Flygod is an Awesome God

Yo, ah

You might catch me dolo but the drum hold fifty

If the po' come get me, I might come home 60 (Damn)

If I get head in the whip, she might come home sticky (That shit sticky)

It worked, triple your worth if you move one load with me, and that’s on God

You know when pies get measured, that’s when ties get severed, nigga

And we are never squashing, I like conflict better, uh

My name in conversations with accomplished legends

Anybody that rhyme pathetic done got beheaded

My niggas in the field lettin' TECs off, ratchets pop (Brr)

And the rest in them hills and them rec yards shadowboxing

Take a rapper chain, bring it here, I’ll gladly rock it (Let me have it)

Me, West, and Conway like Mike, Bird, and Magic Johnson

.44 mag, ski mask and the fabric cotton

My eyes done seen shit my kids can’t imagine watching

Nigga’ll put you in the casket for the hat you rocking

Dope boy, I had to use a mattress as an extra pocket

They spend half they careers getting over (What?)

This nickel shoot like Kerry Kittles from Villanova

I used to take trips in the cab to get the coca

I still ride in the back of the whip getting chauffeured

Feds at my front door, try to leave the gang plugs and one more

I told him fuck it, as long as it come raw

I was there when it jumped off

This for my nigga in the feds who won’t get to see his son crawl

Let’s go

Hey yo

Bad guy here

Reminding you

Flygod is an awesome god, chico