Larry June - Sausalito lyrics

Bitch, these cost twelve hundred
Fuck you mean straight up
You see that little red stripe n shit, Prada
You know what I’m saying somethin' slight
Yeah, might get that Cartier next
I don’t give a fuck fuck all the politics
Nigga I am the politics
Realest nigga in this shit bitch ass nigga

Touched down at Sausalito
Took the bitch for calamari
Fuck the club, I’d rather count this money
And make some more tomorrow
Corvette, never drive it
Left it parked in Vallejo
Tuck spot in San Mateo
Nigga I’ve been doing well
Twenty thousand dollar ring
And nigga I ain’t post it still
Fuck that small shit
Bitch I need that house in the hills
Never popped a pill, never squeal
Bitch, step it up
I’m on some other shit bitch
I don’t even get my hoodies dirty
I pay my bills early
Shit you gotta pay ‘em anyway
Took the fee from the bitch
She paying niggas anyway
I get these bitches houses out the way
I don’t never stay
New Chanel bag, Cartier, bitch going crazy
Sipping on this tea
I might chill out and read the paper
Fresh white tee, Prada sweats
Chilling at Bodega
I can only take you out for lunch
No hanging later i’m two deep
Snow Bunnied up and I’m checking paper
There’s too much ice in the face
I can’t read the date
You say you never had a real nigga
You gon’ learn today working on my credit
Shit I might just take a trip today
Bitch brought me sliced in half
Oranges on a golden plate my life’s smooth
I’m popping wheelies up and
Down the Golden Gate
When your money reach a certain level
Haters gon’ hate
I don’t got no time to drive my whips
I be outta state touch down in Vegas
Smoke the wood with my nigga Trey
I’m running kinda late
But, I still got some shit to say
Louis V duffel by the door
Bitch I gotta skate playa shit

Yeah they say June, fuck that trap
We want that playa shit
Man, I need some shit that I can mack to
That playa shit ay, ay, ay
Yeah that playa shit
My nigga KFiSHA on the beat by the way
Cali shit nigga smoking Cali stigs nigga