Straight From Cali lyrics

[Intro]
What up, BoyScouut?
(BoyScouut buggin')

[Verse 1: GrindHard E]
Plug got me paranoid, he sent the ’bows to me without the tracking
My weed is not Michigan-grown, my sh*t came straight from Cali
The sh*t I say is real life, they use my lyrics as a caption
Everything I got on me is designer, don't give a f*ck if I ain't matchin’
This n*gga said he got 'za, I squeezed the 'bow, why it was harder than [?][0:17]
When he said the price, I should've knew that they was mid and he was cappin'
I ain't gon' lie, I love a b*tch with an accent
I love the taste of drank, I pour it up with a passion
Before you pass me a blunt, please ash it
They keep askin' where the drank, it’s gettin’ poured, if I sell it, then I'm taxin’
sh*t, I'm comfortable in the hood, that's why I still stay on Mackin
I can still tax with the weed I got without them packs in
Told him I don't sell pills no more, he kept beggin’ me, I gave him Gabapentin
Told him I ain't had no more Addies, I gave his ass some Ritalin
My heart cold, I told my b*tch that I ain't got no feelings
f*ckin' up my teeth pourin' the drank, now I got a filling

[Verse 2: ATM Alee]
f*ck around with the green, it got the best of me
Cookin' up some big, big sh*t, I got the recipe
Two hundred on the dash of the whip, it ain't no catchin' me
f*ck around and snatch quick, don't get next to me
I just made me some money, I'm 'bout to bless the streets
Five-seveN hit a n*gga, leave a mess on his wheats
My hands in everything, I had to make some extras off the weed
You ain't heard? I'll buy the 'bows if they extra cheap
I can get 'em sent to you quick for an extra fee
Put some words on a n*gga head, get him stretched for free
R.I.P. Dan, free Freakyy T and my brother Ri
Young dog got some new strikers, I'm 'bout to buy his seats
Two Ks in the car on me, I'm slidin' down your street
Hang a n*gga upside down, ziptied by his feet
When this sh*t get hot, who gon' ride for me?
b*tch talkin' 'bout she love me, b*tch, go do the time for me
I'm feelin' like Durk, b*tch, I'm signed to the streets
n*gga better come and get a verse, my price gettin' steep
You can see the plain jane on my wrist when I roll up my sleeve
b*tch suckin' di*k too good, she done made me pee
What the f*ck is you drinkin' in that cup? It done stained your teeth
b*tch thought I was sleepin' in a bed with stains on the sheets
Fell in love with a dirty-ass n*gga, he got stanky feet
I can make twenty thousand in three days, I don't need no week
He tried to run off with a bag like he don't need his feet
f*ck goin' to get a room, the crib got a jacuzzi suite
Drink the purple for the taste, the green put me straight to sleep
f*ck a n*gga b*tch and don't answer, make her hate me
I know a b*tch'd spend her last on an eighthy
I'm tryna f*ck you and your friend, I'm playin' crazy
Military-minded, move like the Navy
(BoyScouut buggin')