Famous Dex, Kid Tyler - I Live In LA lyrics

Ayy, yeah, it's me yeah ayy, ayy, ayy, yah

Let me in the booth sprinkle up some magic
(Yah) hands this down, Mr kT is fantastic
(Yah, yah)
Eyes low ask me why I'm fucking lagging
(Why would I lie)
I'm geekin' off these pills
I'm feeling fucking lavish
I don't need no pussy I just
Need some head and yah
I'm just chilling with my
Mother fucking brethrens (yeah)
I just tell them stop playing with my side
(Uh) i know my brothers ride or die (Yah)
Lights off
I should turn the fucking lights off (Huh)
They just piss me off
And they can fucking mic off (Yah)
I said fucking lights off, not lights down
When I met her closes off I work on my sound
(Huh) my bro Lowkey on the beat (Yah)
And you know it's going to be a hit (Yah)
And you know all these bitches
Gon' be lining up i don't care if you a
Big man, I'll be like, "What's up?"

What's up, what's up, what's up, ayy!
What's up, what's up, what's up, woah!
What's up, what's up, what's up, ayy!
What's up, what's up, what's up, woah!
What's up, what's up, what's up, ayy!
What's up, what's up, what's up, woah!
What's up, yeah, yeah, yah
And that's what's up

I'm in the studio with my bros
'cause that's the best shit
I can say I never had shit
All I need right now is some
Good weed and a bad bitch
Where my Advil? Where my
Advil? Where my Advil?
I'm out here spittin' bars and
That's a mad feel
Chat shit, get banged, get your ass killed
Huh yeah, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
I'm with Dexter you know I don't
Need to buy a Glock
These bitches hating on me while I
Make it to the top
My hair so long and my dick okay
Young Kazakh boy chilling in US and A

(Huh, ooh, wait) had to hop up on this beat
Yeezys on my feet Diamonds all up in my teeth
(Ooh, what, huh, Dexter)
Fucking bitches every week
(Bitches every week)
Hop up in the Mazi, boy
You riding in the jeep (Hop up in a, skrt)
Told that boy to stop it, man
You know the shit is cheap, ooh
(Cheap, wait, huh)
Playing bitches like Nintendo
In my rental, gold load like tenfold
(Like a tenfold)
Ooh, playing bitches 'til I fade away
Give her hard dick, don't scratch the wall
Is what her neighbors think (Dexter)
Huh, huh, and baby I'm just
A cool guy, bool guy
Money coming like the blue sky (Dexter)
You know what I'm saying, like, I be really
Getting money, nah, I don't really know
Like i gotta bitch that do coke
You know what I'm
Sayin', she really shoving shit
Up her nose, haha, dexter
(Ayy)