Back to Cali

They’re tryin' to run off with my drip
I’m tryin' to send a couple pounds to my bitch (Dripped down)
Uh, I try to play Mr. Nice Guy
But fuck my other plug, I’m hoppin' the fence (Gone, huh?)
I got my weight up (Uh)
I’m in this bitch, I’m doing push-ups like 50 (Uh, bitch)
I got on a bandana like 2Pac (Firzt on the track)
And going, going back to Cali like Biggie (Uh)
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 bitch up, it’s gonna blow (Boom)
My lil' bitch put my Glock in her name (Ah)
My lil' bitch don’t be talkin' to lames (Ha)
I be like, «Babe, get me an addy» (Huh?)
My bitch put the box in her name (Huh?)
My bitch 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 (Bitch)
We 'bout whatever, you know that (Huh?)
The pack came on Thursday, no throwback (Yeah)
Fuck all that talkin', for sure that (For sure)
I’m in this bitch boppin' like Kodak (Uh)
Check my Rollie, make 'em dizzy (Uh)
Bitches on me, Pretty Ricky (For real)
Take your ho and bring her with me (Huh?)
She suck my dick, 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 (Bitch)
Take your bitch and bust her open (Uh)
They’re tryin' to run off with my drip
I’m tryin' to send a couple pounds to my bitch now (Dripped down)
I try to play Mr. Nice Guy
But fuck my other plug, I’m hoppin' the fence (Gone, huh?)
Uh, I got my weight up (Uh)
I’m in this bitch, 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)