Lyrics:
a house in calabassas, yuh
Where's my phone? I don't have it
Where's my phone? I don't have it, yuh
Where'd you go? To the past tense
Take you on a trip
I ain't never moving backward
Bando in Calabassas
Xanny make a nigga backflip
Quarter millie in the mattress
All my lean never last quick
I be
2020 think I’m really bout to move Calabassa
Cuz I’m all in my bag
Just smoked the last couple grams in the jar
And I’m all out of that
Don’t want
swarty to com a minha bay
pode desçer pra ela uma garrafa de bombay
mano eu to com ela que ela é a minha swa
vamo la pra calabassas vamo relaxar
mano eu
[Hook 2X]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Jelly sickle
Look at how that jelly trickles
Down his elbows
And you can smell those
Playa haters from Calabassas
on the way to Calabassas
Eyes low, and I could barely see through these dirty designer glasses
Got a 'Rari and a Lamb just to see which one the fastest
Put
I never knew that a kid like me
Could take his mic around the world and flash the big S.D.
And rock the masses, from Madrid to Calabassas
Tijuana,
Madrid to Calabassas
Tijuana, Mexico, bootleg demos in Tokyo
They know me though, 'cause I be puttin' in work
Commit my life to rebirth, well respected,
I never knew that a kid like me
Could take his mic around the world and flash the big S.D.
And rock the masses, from Madrid to Calabassas
Madrid to Calabassas
Tijuana, Mexico, bootleg demos in Tokyo
They know me though, 'cause I be puttin' in work
Commit my life to rebirth, well respected,
I never knew that a kid like me
Could take his mic around the world and flash the big S.D.
And rock the masses, from Madrid to Calabassas
Tijuana,
And let my tears fall down the boulevard
Don’t worry bout me imma be fine
You know imma be ok
Hopped off the high road headed to calabassas
And said goodbye
hippies
Up on dey shoulder is chippy
To calabassas we trippn
Da Apparatus is different
My social status is pending
My tax bracket say different
Des niggas
to Calabassas (Ooh)
And I drop hits like acid (Acid)
I was broke no pot to piss in Now the life im livin lavish
Land in your city
And pick up my baggage
They
status with the tracking
I eat more than your famine
See Cali been on fire
I'll make PG Calabassas
Fuck your rating system
I had no guidance with my shit
I
tudo bem vamo fala de grana
Olha pra mim
Olha pros meus eu to na phantom
Bitch de calabassas
Tua bunda ficou um talento
Fala na minha cara que eu te
secrets keep it sealed
In calabassas eating a meal
Now dats fr
I'm wit a foreign in my foreign
She from Brazil
I let her know I'm not gone want it
If
to West Bloomfield
But you ever seen a house in Hidden Hills next to Calabassas
Never goin ass backwards unless Im bending you over hitting that ass
bad bitch
You know that ima ravish
Yea we livin life
An you know we live it lavish
Buyin out some real estate
Out in calabassas
My girl is so bad
like the fuckery that comes from being with me
Hit the beach and start sniffing up that fuckin Whitney
This calabassas bitch she really fuckin with me
caught the fever
Rocking yeezys not Adidas
Nike boy, three stripes between us
Diamonds wet like Aquafina
Pray for me, but you need jesus
Calabassas, just
asses from Calabassas that Forgot Where you came from
I ever fuck with hip hop
I bust right through
And knock her up now whats up?
Shell be stuck like
dust to dust, I'm dreaming bout calabassas cause that's a must
Gotta make me a visit, my taste be exquisite
Been that way way before I was a musician
I
Crazy with the fashion, they should put me in straight jackets
How came up out the gutter but I'm fresh as Calabassas
You know this shit exclusive but I
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