Cali Weed

Lyrics

[Intro] I'm smoking Cali weed off a bean G-L-O, Glo Gang, 064 You know how we rockin' [Verse] I'm smoking Cali weed off a bean Robin jeans, about 300 in my jeans Riding Ferrari pulling down the street All I see is yellow bitches, palm tress Flexin' on everybody I see I think I'm addicted to that Cali weed Love smoking nothin' but that OG I don't fuck with niggas, nah, I don't wanna hit your weed Niggas fake on the low nigga, niggas G's And on the low, I be really counting G's I don't fuck with niggas, niggas frenemies Smoking dope getting head from Kimberly I'm really outta Cali moving P's Got a couple of mansions in the fucking hills Ballout be rolling off them pills Smoking dope, and I sell that shit for real Riding real foreigns with the pipe, man If we see an opp, bitch, we striking Fucking two bad bitches, I ain't got no wife, man Glo always down shoes with the spikes, man Diamonds moonwalking, bitches call me Mike man The bitch mad I don't wife her, she caught Ballout trifling Bitch, I'm Glo'd all the way up, I don't want no wife man Mansions, million dollar whips, what I live my life in