Back To Cali lyrics

[Chorus]
They're tryin' to run off with my drip
I'm tryin' to send a couple pounds to my b*tch (Dripped down)
Uh, I try to play Mr. Nice Guy
But f*ck my other plug, I'm hoppin' the fence (Gone, huh?)
I got my weight up (Uh)
I'm in this b*tch, I'm doing push-ups like 50 (Uh, b*tch)
I got on a bandana like 2Pac (Firzt on the track)
And going, going back to Cali like Biggie (Uh)

[Verse]
I've got them bows for the low (Low)
They pull up and shop at the store (Yeah)
Stand on his hill, that's a .40 (Okay)
Uh, and when that b*tch up, it's gonna blow (Boom)
My lil' b*tch put my Glock in her name (Ah)
My lil' b*tch don't be talkin' to lames (Ha)
I be like, "Babe, get me an addy" (Huh?)
My b*tch put the box in her name (Huh?)
My b*tch gon' give me another one (Okay)
Matter fact, get two more, bring my brother one (Three)
And we in a house on the hill (Uh)
I'm tryin' to save up to get another one (b*tch)
We 'bout whatever, you know that (Huh?)
The pack came on Thursday, no throwback (Yeah)
f*ck all that talkin', for sure that (For sure)
I'm in this b*tch boppin' like Kodak (Uh)
Check my Rollie, make 'em dizzy (Uh)
b*tches on me, Pretty Ricky (For real)
Take your ho and bring her with me (Huh?)
She suck my di*k, she left a hickey (Uh)
I'm boppin', sprintin' like I'm Diddy (Mhm)
My feet don't touch the ground, I'm floatin' (Float)
I'm the type to hurt your feelings (b*tch)
Take your b*tch and bust her open (Uh)
[Chorus]
They're tryin' to run off with my drip
I'm tryin' to send a couple pounds to my b*tch now (Dripped down)
I try to play Mr. Nice Guy
But f*ck my other plug, I'm hoppin' the fence (Gone, huh?)
Uh, I got my weight up (Uh)
I'm in this b*tch, I'm doing push-ups like 50 (Uh)
I got on a bandana like 2Pac (Uh)
And going, going back to Cali like Biggie, huh (Uh)