CALIFORNIA GIRLS lyrics

[Intro]
b*tch, I'm wit' my guys, fly as f*ck (Fly as f*ck)
I was wit' my b*tch, high as f*ck (High as f*ck)
I was wit' my b*tch, high as f*ck (High as f*ck)
I was wit' my b*tch, high as f*ck

[Chorus]
I was wit' my b*tch, high as f*ck
b*tch, I'm wit' my guys, fly as f*ck (Fly as f*ck)
My b*tch like b*tches, she bi' as f*ck
Can't hang with him, it's giving fake as f*ck (Woah)

[Verse]
Doin' too much (Oh)
Sit the f*ck down, lil' n*gga, you ain't e'en got no cash
I got a bad lil' b*tch, she gon' bounce that ass
Diamonds all on my wrist, that sh*t look like glass
When I was in school, I was always good at math (School)
'Cause I love that money, I like to count it out (Let's go)
Yessirski, I'm finna cop me a Phantom
Keep up my flow like I'm Santa
I'm thinkin' 'bout f*ckin' on Anna
She eating me out like banana
Vivienne Westwood all on my neck
Got that baby tee all on my chest
Told her, "Come talk to me", I wanna text
Hollup, b*tch, you know I want sex
Hollup, b*tch, I really want it
Ion give a f*ck, I might grab my lil' TEC
[Chorus]
I was wit' my b*tch, high as f*ck
b*tch, I'm wit' my guys, fly as f*ck (Fly as f*ck)
My b*tch like b*tches, she bi' as f*ck
Can't hang with him, it's giving fake as f*ck

[Verse 2]
b*tch, I need that buss down, I ain't worried 'bout the time
Ho, gеt on yo' knees, that's when I call you a dime
I guess I ain't likе her, I'm still gon' be fine
She f*ckin' with the Nine, she say that I'm one of a kind
Durag on my head, tryna protect my dreads
She do what I say, she know what I said