Cali lyrics
by Warhol.SS
[Intro]
It's Nell on the beat, n*gga
Nell Beats
They coming in
We gon' send him a blitz and we running in
I ride for my brother, you know that's my n*gga
Straight to the money, ain't worried 'bout the b*tches
[Chorus]
Got them bags straight from Cali, they coming in
We gon' send him a blitz and we running in
Pockets full, I remember the pocket lint
Remember nights on the block, had to spin a bend
I ride for my brother, you know that my n*gga
Get straight to the money, ain't worried 'bout the b*tches
Yeah, we drip in designer, we love all the pictures
Got hundreds on hundreds, I love all the digits
[Verse]
We done dropped 'bout a hundred, you know that we hittin'
And it's f*ck all the opps, free my dawg out the prison
Take a trip out to West with my baddest of b*tches
And she got Chanel, that b*tch bad and exquisite
Ain't easy when you comin' straight out the gutter
No beef, ain't no problem, b*tch, we got them cutters
Ain't no n*gga like me, nah, it ain't no other
Had them nights in the trap, I ain't sleep with a cover
All my n*ggas got packs, hit the block with the pressure
And they tax for that sh*t, ain't no givin' no extras
And I'm back on my sh*t, I can't stop 'cause I'm special
And if rappin' don't work, I got trap on my schedule
I'ma roll up some pressure, get high like the ceiling
When I'm not with my b*tch, I be high in my feelings
We gon' slide on your block, ain't no sliding in mentions
4628, posting right in the trenches
[Chorus]
Got them bags straight from Cali, they coming in
We gon' send him a blitz and we running in
Pockets full, I remember the pocket lint
Remember nights on the block, had to spin a bend
I ride for my brother, you know that my n*gga
Get straight to the money, ain't worried 'bout the b*tches
Yeah, we drip in designer, we love all the pictures
Got hundreds on hundreds, I love all the digits