Lyrics:
(?), on Wyoming
Street,Big sacks, big gats and some artillery.
All the lil niggas Got big niggas, like Junior
And B. All old niggas showed us ropes
don't be basic, said you bout it (mmm)
Big whip it's spacious got a bad bitch giving knowledge (bhad)
Keep a lil basic bitch trash personality (yeauh)
back woods a burnin'
Back in the days I couldn't get one wordin
Now I park valet wit boys outta Cali
Playas on pro's like the mother fuckin valley
If you
Put a thousand stones inside the face for every L I took
Type of shit that I be goin' through, I could fuck around, write a book
Couple big dawgs
this
I wreck shops and got props from New York to Cali
I'm Big Willie, you silly Sally from the valley
Ain't nuttin' changed, wait a minute, I'm
I'm attractive, I'm handsome, I'm gorgeous
But back in the day you used to say you can't afford this
I wreck shops and got props from New York to Cali
make me feel bad for nothin'
Don't make me feel bad for lovin'
At my big ol' age
I can't be fazed
By what you mistake as goin' insane
Like I'm
Gatesy
Real Cali kid
Get the whole world wavy
Buy the boat …. Well Maybe
On that type shit lately
All by myself
O wait two baddies wit me
still Cali' living
Big smoke n' big fucking chilling
I just like to float through horizons
Or maybe just your eyes when I'm high I don't mind admitting
No
much in my potion
Smoking on these moonrocks
Selling pounds by the portion
He a lil goofy he a clown we gon dork em ay
I sell a 8th on Command
Big boss
Whatchu mean by that? (Huh?) I'm curious
Nut in your girl real fast, she furious
(Skrrt) bitch, I'm mysterious
Pull up in the back of her butt
Johnny Sins,
up a big safe
Need a patek wit a big face
I dropped it all for the big break
My pockets full of them Ben franks pause smoke by a big lake
To be
shit)
You see me nigga back in the cockpit
Out to gettin' this money I give you all a stock tip
Perspire by a nigga till you see the sweat drop drip
no mildoe tone low wit it
suction pipe on the back cause smoke wit it
my white t only wear it one time
northern cali fall with the sunshine
ya mean sum
ELEVATE
CALI LIFE RIGHT BY THE BEACH
WHERE WE CAN MEDITATE
BREAK BREAD WITH OTHER OG'S
REAL NI--- INNOVATE GET EM UP
I DONT CARE WHAT YOU HEARD
pouring up
Bring out some ‘mo for the hoes if they showin up
Get ‘em right back if they goin up
Niggas too wavy can’t flow us
I tried to settle some shit
yourself come alive
No need lie it's dead inside
Oh no here we go
Jump off the pier and let it flow
Lost myself by chasing fake friendship now days I'm
I been drinking
And I been smoking
And I been thinking who knew robots had emotions
Cuz I been simpin moonlit walks down by the waves
Now we link
catch me cause I gotta big motor
And my wrist get colder like a polar
Diamonds goin pop just like Coca Cola
Send it outta state imma move it from Dakota
be goin
That ain't no yao boy that's mid you smokin
Mama a baddie she do acrobatics
She hit my blunt and was ready for action
Back to this guap bitch
like I'm OG King
Wished death upon by many men, like I was 50 Cent
I've been standing out on them street lights, on some foreign engineer
Big booty
guest for y'all
He go by the name of Drag Dash, get 'em man
Guess who's back in your buildin? ya big pimpin
Your big disc got Drag Dash on, now come on,
by goofs
Like a hula hoop
Had to make my way out that bitch
Hoe' I'm bulletproof
Since a youngin', they been all tryna joc
It's goin' down at yo spot
goin' major
Poppin' a Addy, put that on my tongue
Ion need no pen and no muhfuckin' paper
Second amendment my brudda bear arms
I say the word, a nigga gon
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