CALIFORNIA

Got a couple of asses downtown, high-rise towers
And if they don’t mention me, I’ll pay you back in cash for the shame
Eh, yeah-eh-eh (Yeah)

Baby, what’s up? I’m rollin’ with the forty (With the forty)
And I don’t know if she kills more than I do
I got blunts that I press with a pen
So the ZaZa fits in the blunt paper
Baby, what’s up? I’m rollin’ with the forty
And I don’t know if she kills more than I do
I got blunts that I press with a pen
So the ZaZa fits in the blunt paper (Yo)

I get it, you’re scared of getting let down
'Cause you’ve never been with a street guy
But I won’t let you down, my love, I’ll take care of you
But without fear, you’re gonna fall for a gangster
Light it up and pass the bat (Trust me, baby)
You kick like Mbappé
If you’re loyal, I’ll buy you a Patek and a matte Q5 (Prr)
Burning California in BAPE in New York (Yeah)
Rolling a Backwood, can’t see even with the Cartier
You’ve known me since I drove through the park
That’s why you don’t like singers but you like it when I sing, baby
In the streets, I’m with magic and the demons walking in case something goes down with someone

Baby girl, you’re got my back (Yah, yah)
If someone starts trouble, just say you’re with me and that’s it (Yeah)
You like to fuck with me like I like to smoke
I thought I was the only one but you’re into it too

Got a couple of asses downtown, high-rise towers
Ask about Las Palmas, about the hustlers that run things
And if they don’t mention me, I’ll pay you back in cash for the shame
So you can see I’m sure the hood’s got my back, baby

Be-Be-Baby, what’s up? I’m rollin’ with the forty
And I don’t know if she kills more than I do
I got blunts that I press with a pen
So the ZaZa fits in the blunt paper
Baby, what’s up? I’m rollin’ with the forty (With the forty)
And I don’t know if she kills more than I do
I got blunts that I press with a pen
So the ZaZa fits in the blunt

Got a couple of asses downtown, high-rise towers (Yeah)
Ask about Las Palmas, about the hustlers that run things
And if they don’t mention me, I’ll pay you back in cash for the shame
So you can see I’m sure the hood’s got my back, baby