Lyrics:
Grandmother ain't here to see me and neither her son
But Lee Mack is the world and the world has begun
Niggas said I should stay, keep my ass out in Cali
Said
lookin swag
Bitch I’m talking shit i’m in a g wag
P a Q i’m gone get it on my back
Money on me toss it up catch another rack
Riding out to cali cruise
like my swag.
Aye, can I get it back?
Aye, bitch I’m in my bag, that’s why I just hit the dash, that’s why i just hit the dash.
I need me a Cali bit’
drip swag
Drip drip drip swag
Drip drip drip swag
Once you see me then you will see
How i keep it fresh better then the rest
It's ok its ok got every
Like the two heaters the homie got next to me
You don't know me but you don't know "shoo"
It's me and Daz posted with Coach Snoop
But I'll ride with ya
vacation lagi ang vibes
Baby lets party all nigh party all night
Sippin Henny with your boo with me
We on a different class why you booing me
Ice drippin
always trippin so you know I can not front
We're the Kottonmouth Kings, we're kickin psychedelic funk
Puffin on a blunt indo, swag, or skunk
Southern Cali
Man I got that swag my hat matches my bag
You know I'm popping tags
'Cause man I got that swag
Man I got that swag my hat matches my bag
You know I'm
Uh uh, come on, S-P in the
Up north into the NYC and the out West
And to niggas in Cali and the Down South type dynamite
What, yo yo come
from broke to havin' change
Just me and you, oh baby, and the songs turn again
Don't worry 'bout a damn thang
We risked it and killed in Cali before we
and vapors, getting high off of Zig-Zag papers
From Oklas out to Cali, don't you ever smoke without me
Swisser blunts or doobies, blazing with my homies
Up & at 'em while that lovely Cali skylight
Shines bright
Wakes me outta this marijuana twilight
Tables full of bottles
Paying homage
the luxury cause it get em so moist
Navigation one button activated by a voice
You can call me the king cause I got so many toys
My favorite designer Louis
treated me different
Love the way that I bag and I flip it
Gang get to wildin', we shoot up your district
Show no love for nobody who dissin'
You had
four by four you
Need a Latina from New York, or a snow bunny from Cali’
Tell me where you get yo’ hair products, the Chinese store ? or Sally's ?
I’ma
ballin' more than you could ever think
Oh, oh, that's a bad bitch, we can go in link
You see me, then you don't, soon as you blink
I'm tryna let y'all know
in Florida was running from the cops
Now I’m in Cali smoking all the good pot
Where ever you at boy this shit can get hot
Coming from the bottom
on these hoes, uh
Tommy Hawk, yeah
And I'm havin' swag, huh (Swag)
Buy it off me, ooh (Racks)
Bust right at his head, put him in a coffin
(Bust)
Whoa, Cali
School districts high
My blood red
My blood red
My blood red
But you don't even care
Because who are you to tell me differently
I can't believe why
rated me
But soon I'll be in Cali, man
You just wait and see
I don't need faith from you
Just space from you
Left my bitches behind but I'll meet a few
Bottle of claret for you if I'd realised
I'd forgotten all about it George, I'm sorry,
Will you forgive me?
Mmm yes
Number nine, number nine,
Run me up 100
I’m in a different bag
Bad bitch let hit
I brought her
A different bag
Brand new Louie hoodie
Just to hold the 30
I feel like
know me a born high roller
You know me will take it off ya shoulder
Money too long to be worryin' about you
Hit the gate, bust a five, me and my
the air
Cali niggas smoke it anywhere
I just rolled the last backwood
We finna roll another j
The weed i smoke is that good
You be high from yesterday
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