In 2016, he released his first commercial album, Flygod. On March 3, 2017, Griselda Records signed a deal with Eminem's Shady Records, a subsidiary of Interscope, making Westside Gunn and Conway the first rappers from Buffalo to sign with a major label.
Shortly after signing with Shady Records, Westside released Flygod Is Good... All the Time, as a collaborative EP with producer Mr. Green. Since signing with Eminem, Westside Gunn has collaborated with Busta Rhymes, Anderson .Paak, Jadakiss, Pete Rock, DJ Premier, The Alchemist, and MF Doom and has played at Coachella, Firefly and Governors Ball. Ambrosia For Heads named 2018's Supreme Blientele one of the best albums of 2018. He also signed with Roc Nation alongside label mate Benny the Butcher on August 6, 2019, under a management deal.
On April 17, 2020, he released his third studio album, Pray for Paris. The album has features from artists such as Tyler, the Creator, Joey Bada$$ and Freddie Gibbs. The album was well received by critics, with Pitchfork giving it an 8 out of 10. On July 3, 2020, Westside Gunn released his tenth mixtape Flygod Is an Awesome God 2, the sequel to his July 2019 mixtape Flygod Is an Awesome God. The album features guest appearances by Benny the Butcher, as well as frequent collaborators like Keisha Plum, Boldy James, and Daringer. On October 2, 2020, Westside released his Shady Records debut, Who Made the Sunshine. The album was originally scheduled for release on August 28, the second annual Westside Gunn Day — a day in Buffalo commemorated by the mayor in recognition of Gunn's efforts in his hometown. However, it was delayed, out of respect for the death of DJ Shay. The album includes the entire Griselda Records roster and was accompanied with a short documentary following Westside's life before being sent to prison.
French Toast
Westside Gunn Lyrics
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Ayo, you don't even speak English, I can tell that you mean it
(That you mean it, that you mean it, that you mean it, mean it)
You can put your legs up, you can choke me while I eat it
(While I eat it, while I eat it, while I eat it, eat it)
Hold hands by the Louvre, Eiffel Tower in the evening
(In the evening, in the evening, in the evening, evening)
(French toast, French toast, French toast, toast)
Don't worry 'bout me, bitch, I been dope
(I been dope, I been dope, I been dope, dope)
You see the roses in my intro
(In my intro, my intro, my intro, intro, intro)
Big V on you, that's for Valentino
(That's for Valentino, Valentino, Valentino, Valentino, 'tino)
Cocaine Spider, seats cappuccino
(Skr, cappuccino, cappuccino, cappuccino, cappuccino, 'puccino)
Heard you just killed 'em at the Raf show
(At the Raf show, at the Raf show, Raf show, Raf show)
Used to sell crack out the backdoor
(Out the backdoor, backdoor)
But now I'm out here in Paris, crushin' on you (crushin' on you)
Bitch, I'm out here in Paris
Just crushin' on you (crushin' on you)
Bitch, I'm out here in Paris
Just crushin' on you (crushin' on you)
Bitch, I'm out here in Paris (ayy)
Just crushin' on you (too sweet, crushin' on you)
Bitch (Folarin, yo, okay)
I'm sendin' shots, motherfucker, drink up
Your bars tender like umbrella in cup
Niggas never confront me, but on the humble, I can never hit you
'Cause you a broad, you just domestic as fuck, what's up? Yeah
Nobody'll miss you, what's up with the bitter? Yeah (brr)
I'm never gon' switch up, they all Eric Bischoff, yeah (grr)
My team special like we eleven, let's kick this shit off
I'm Steve Tasker in Buffalo, runnin', I'ma get you
I'm in Paris, ooh, yeah, I'm in Paris, yeah
You never been before, boo, don't embarrass yourself
I'm in love with my queens, I make her sing with your bitch
My chain look like it's Rue de Paris, that's where I get lit
I deserve all this money, I deserve every bitch
And we both pray for Paris, but mine ain't Paris kicks
Mine work for Rihanna, mine Fenty as shit
Mine workin' for Virgil like Dibiase but flipped
I just happen to rap, tap dancin' ain't with my legs
I'm out in France with Gunn, the fragrance est brick
I spray guns that blam, my raygun from damn
My SBs is old, your SBs is trash
And my Visa old, but my wings is fresh
Brought out Machine and Butcher, boy, we gon' need the bread
All my queens is gold, all my freaks still bad
Somehow I leave 'em open, like a screen from Shaq (yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
But now I'm out here in Paris, crushin' on you (crushin' on you)
Bitch, I'm out here in Paris (boom, boom, boom, ba-boom)
Just crushin' on you (brr, crushin' on you)
Bitch, I'm out here in Paris (ayy, yeah)
Just crushin' on you (crushin' on you)
Bitch, I'm out here in Paris
Just crushin' on you (crushin' on you)
Bitch
You, you
Ooh, I got a crush on you
Crushin' on you (crushin' on you, crushin' on you)
You, uh, oh
Uh, look at what you do
Got me crushin' you
You, ooh, I got a crush on you (you)
Alright, I'll admit, I'll admit
I'm no singer
But what I am is a showstopper
The headliner
The main event, the icon
Flygod
The song “French Toast” by Westside Gunn features his distinctive voice rapping through an atmospheric beat that is combined with a melodic hook to make the song catchy to the ear. The verses are delivered with skillful wordplay and heavy imagery that depict a romantic and aspirational lifestyle that the artist is currently living. The lyrics depict the rapper enjoying his time in Paris with his lover, sightseeing and sharing laughs over a meal featuring French toast while being carefree about his past history. The first verse features Westside Gunn's partner choking him while he eats and taking in the sites of Paris, while the second verse involves Folarin sending shots and boasting about his success with women, fashion, and his music, with an iconic line delivering with skillful wordplay, “All my queens is gold, all my freaks still bad, somehow I leave ‘em open, like a screen from Shaq.”
The song is an excellent display of Westside Gunn’s skills as a rapper, and he offers a glimpse into the lavish lifestyle he leads. The use of the French language in the first line followed by the repetition of the phrase in English further emphasizes the gravity of his words. The line, “We both pray for Paris, but mine ain't Paris kicks” further establishes the theme that while they both desire the same things, he has obtained the finer things in Paris that his competitors have not, referencing his ownership of expensive fashion brands. The song, overall, is an entertaining and impressive offering from Westside Gunn that showcases his trademark style.
Line by Line Meaning
Bonjour
Hello in French
Ayo, you don't even speak English, I can tell that you mean it
(That you mean it, that you mean it, that you mean it, mean it)
I can tell you're sincere even though you don't speak English
You can put your legs up, you can choke me while I eat it
(While I eat it, while I eat it, while I eat it, eat it)
You can be dominant while we have sex
Hold hands by the Louvre, Eiffel Tower in the evening
(In the evening, in the evening, in the evening, evening)
We can enjoy a romantic stroll in Paris at night
We can laugh over French toast, but y'all don't call it French toast
(French toast, French toast, French toast, toast)
We can enjoy a breakfast dish that's called something different in France
Don't worry 'bout me, bitch, I been dope
(I been dope, I been dope, I been dope, dope)
I'm already successful and don't need to prove myself
You see the roses in my intro
(In my intro, my intro, my intro, intro, intro)
The roses in the opening of my songs symbolize success
Big V on you, that's for Valentino
(That's for Valentino, Valentino, Valentino, Valentino, 'tino)
I can afford to wear luxury fashion brand Valentino
Cocaine Spider, seats cappuccino
(Skr, cappuccino, cappuccino, cappuccino, cappuccino, 'puccino)
I enjoy a luxurious lifestyle that includes cocaine and expensive coffee drinks
Heard you just killed 'em at the Raf show
(At the Raf show, at the Raf show, Raf show, Raf show)
I heard you did well at a fashion show by designer Raf Simons
Used to sell crack out the backdoor
(Out the backdoor, backdoor)
I used to be involved in illegal drug activity
But now I'm out here in Paris, crushin' on you (crushin' on you)
Bitch, I'm out here in Paris
Just crushin' on you (crushin' on you)
Bitch, I'm out here in Paris
Just crushin' on you (crushin' on you)
Bitch, I'm out here in Paris (ayy)
Just crushin' on you (too sweet, crushin' on you)
Bitch (Folarin, yo, okay)
I'm in Paris and infatuated with someone I'm with, regardless of the past
I'm sendin' shots, motherfucker, drink up
Your bars tender like umbrella in cup
Niggas never confront me, but on the humble, I can never hit you
'Cause you a broad, you just domestic as fuck, what's up? Yeah
Nobody'll miss you, what's up with the bitter? Yeah (brr)
I'm never gon' switch up, they all Eric Bischoff, yeah (grr)
My team special like we eleven, let's kick this shit off
I'm Steve Tasker in Buffalo, runnin', I'ma get you
I'm in Paris, ooh, yeah, I'm in Paris, yeah
You never been before, boo, don't embarrass yourself
I'm in love with my queens, I make her sing with your bitch
My chain look like it's Rue de Paris, that's where I get lit
I deserve all this money, I deserve every bitch
And we both pray for Paris, but mine ain't Paris kicks
Mine work for Rihanna, mine Fenty as shit
Mine workin' for Virgil like Dibiase but flipped
I just happen to rap, tap dancin' ain't with my legs
I'm out in France with Gunn, the fragrance est brick
I spray guns that blam, my raygun from damn
My SBs is old, your SBs is trash
And my Visa old, but my wings is fresh
Brought out Machine and Butcher, boy, we gon' need the bread
All my queens is gold, all my freaks still bad
Somehow I leave 'em open, like a screen from Shaq (yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
I'm confident in my abilities and success, and I'm enjoying Paris with a special someone
You, you
Ooh, I got a crush on you
Crushin' on you (crushin' on you, crushin' on you)
You, uh, oh
Uh, look at what you do
Got me crushin' you
You, ooh, I got a crush on you (you)
I can't stop thinking about you and I have a crush on you
Alright, I'll admit, I'll admit
I'm no singer
But what I am is a showstopper
The headliner
The main event, the icon
Flygod
I may not be a singer, but I'm confident and talented in other ways, such as rapping
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Alvin Lamar Worthy, Joyce Wrice, Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Traylor Howard
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