Yeat - Cali lyrics

[Yeat - Cali lyrics]

I see the sun i'm on the Wocky and the X
I really came on this bitch to talk my shit
In the middle of the mall
We pull an all nighter (​pinkgrillz)

I got, hundred racks, bands on me
In a GLE, AMG, yeah, ayy (Slide)
Ridin' around in the coupe with my
Brother, we pull up with two
We gon' shoot 'em for fun (Skrt, ooh)
Yeah, I like going insane (Ooh, ooh)
I like money, dollar signs, yeah (Ooh, ooh)
I like breaking them and getting high (yeah)
I like taking X every morning and night
(Let's go, yeah) you know I'm addicted to X
I pop all of this late (Ah)
You know I'm addicted to Perc
But I try my best, yeah
(I try) this bitch addicted to the sex ah
Ah, ah (Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I was down on my ass, I had no help up (Ack)
I was down at the bottom and nobody helped
Me up, not a handout or nah
I ain't get no help
I fell asleep in the Jeep and
I damn near crashed it (Swerve, woo)
Bitch, I've been geeked for a
Week and it's so fantastic (Huh, why?)
Really, it's really been months
But I don't want to talk about it
(Really, ya) i just like getting high so
I make money on it (Racks)
I just like getting high and
Fucking my bitch on it (O oh)
I just be getting high to fly out this league
Now, nobody hot as we, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, fifth degree
Bitch, fuck a college, yeah, fuck degrees
(Fuck 'em) they said I'd never do it
But I do what I please
All my brothers stupid rich
We got so much cheese (yeah)
You can tell I've really been high
You can see it in my eyes
(I just got some BelAire) gLE, AMG, slide
I just got some BelAire, yeah
To the E, take your bitch out to eat on-
I just got some BelAire (yeah)
When I'm talking 'bout eat I
Ain't talking 'bout food
I'm talking 'bout dick on her tongue
When I'm talking 'bout lean I'm talking
'bout Wock', that's my favorite drug
Got me slow like a slug (yeah)
In the middle of the mall
I'ma pull out these racks, i'ma count
It all up and then walk in
Chanel, get whatever you want
We gon' buy it and see how I get it for fun
Trust me, ain't nothing too real (yeah)
We all eating, we all up (yeah)

Hundred racks, bands on me
In a GLE, AMG, yeah, ayy (Slide)
Ridin' around in the coupe with my
Brother, we pull up with two
We gon' shoot 'em for fun (Skrt, ooh)
Yeah, I like going insane (Ooh, ooh)
I like money, dollar signs, yeah (Ooh, ooh)
I like breaking them and getting high (yeah)
I like taking X every morning and night
(Let's go, yeah) you know I'm addicted to X
I pop all of this late (Ah)
You know I'm addicted to Perc
But I try my best, yeah
(I try) this bitch addicted to the sex ah
Ah, ah (Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

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