Lyrics

[Verse 1] Ay, we ain't gon' talk about it, you can't walk around it So if you bout it, nigga shout it, try to be the loudest Lost my mind and then I found it, got money to count it Pull up and it be crowded, they got me surrounded My mind is hella clouded, smoking hella ounces, we be on hella mountains, cause we be smoking loud They know the sound, they know the West, how I go hold it down It's going down, forgot my shit so I'mma turn around, tell her to turn around I fucking let her wear my crown She wasn't down, she was a hound and she can't wear it now She wearing hand-me-downs, and she can't stand me now, unless we fucking bitch shut up and pull them panties down I used to hate 'em but them haters come in handy now They sweet like candy now it's all fine and dandy now Shit, I'll probably start a family now I'm happy now, and I ain't never leaving Cali now Let's bring it back around, it ain't no backing down I ain't now, I'm pulling up my khakis now Behind them cameras now, hurry up and snap it now Throw up the West against my chest and watch me crack a smile [Verse 2] Now we in Amsterdam, with a handicam Pass the grams getting head from a nasty fan This bitch is nasty man I told her I'm a family man I like 'em fancy man, I only like 'em classic man We out here acting bad, know how to have a blast This bitch got ass and she ain't fast she always hauling gas I'm lost in all this cash, shopping and popping tags My niggas is dropping all this trash, shit it ain't gon' last I'm with my comrades, they all rags and haul bad Paid the shit in all cash, I'm bout to scrape up y'all flag Yeah, and I ain't tripping off these rappers cause they all fast And they dressing up in all drag, nigga