Going Back to Cali
Going back to Cali
Hopped of the jet
Pay me the rent
I be flirting with dead
Run me my money
Now run me respect
Put him in check
Then I call her collect
Caught me at shows
Then they caught me on tours
Putting in hours this games never yours
Chill with my homie we bumping The Doors
Settle the scores they gone make it to Forbes
Laid with the snakes but then they got the venom
Call me young gunner dressed leather and denim
I call up thugga I tell her go get em
Put on the scope grab a book then I pen em
Played with the devil and got me some horns on me
Played with the Angels then they wiped my sins for me
They gonna hate it make comments they dissin' me
Called up his and she tell me she's missing me
Going back to Cali I be riding with my homies
On the bike on the sunset strip like this
Going back to Cali I be riding with my homies
Riding dirty dirty dirty dirty dirty I'm rich
Going back to Cali I be riding with my homies
Make it tik tik tik tik tok my wrist
Going back to Cali I be riding with my homies
New watch new chain new shirt that's fit
West Hollywood what's good
They never understood on my necks where they stood
If they want the smoke we can burn em like woods
Drop em back in the hood and say you never ever should
Never took an L with the beefs
I just took souls left they family with the grief
I be dissing family if they double crossing me
Blaze is just a spark but that never came from G
Signed me at the crib I'll put a fist in ya ribs
Got a bullet in the chamber and you know I'll let it rip
You on a thin tight rope and you know you boutta slip
Now you got a kid man you really losing grip
Call me young Gun and yeah they call you blaze
But you never can behave I'mma send your to ya grave
Then I'll party and I'll rave my own way is why I paved
Put me back in the cage 'fore I load another gage
Going back to Cali I be riding with my homies
On the bike on the sunset strip like this
Going back to Cali I be riding with my homies
Riding dirty dirty dirty dirty dirty I'm rich
Going back to Cali I be riding with my homies
Make it tik tik tik tik tok my wrist
Going back to Cali I be riding with my homies
New watch new chain new shirt that's fit
Hopped of the jet
Pay me the rent
I be flirting with dead
Run me my money
Now run me respect
Put him in check
Then I call her collect
Caught me at shows
Then they caught me on tours
Putting in hours this games never yours
Chill with my homie we bumping The Doors
Settle the scores they gone make it to Forbes
Laid with the snakes but then they got the venom
Call me young gunner dressed leather and denim
I call up thugga I tell her go get em
Put on the scope grab a book then I pen em
Played with the devil and got me some horns on me
Played with the Angels then they wiped my sins for me
They gonna hate it make comments they dissin' me
Called up his and she tell me she's missing me
Going back to Cali I be riding with my homies
On the bike on the sunset strip like this
Going back to Cali I be riding with my homies
Riding dirty dirty dirty dirty dirty I'm rich
Going back to Cali I be riding with my homies
Make it tik tik tik tik tok my wrist
Going back to Cali I be riding with my homies
New watch new chain new shirt that's fit
West Hollywood what's good
They never understood on my necks where they stood
If they want the smoke we can burn em like woods
Drop em back in the hood and say you never ever should
Never took an L with the beefs
I just took souls left they family with the grief
I be dissing family if they double crossing me
Blaze is just a spark but that never came from G
Signed me at the crib I'll put a fist in ya ribs
Got a bullet in the chamber and you know I'll let it rip
You on a thin tight rope and you know you boutta slip
Now you got a kid man you really losing grip
Call me young Gun and yeah they call you blaze
But you never can behave I'mma send your to ya grave
Then I'll party and I'll rave my own way is why I paved
Put me back in the cage 'fore I load another gage
Going back to Cali I be riding with my homies
On the bike on the sunset strip like this
Going back to Cali I be riding with my homies
Riding dirty dirty dirty dirty dirty I'm rich
Going back to Cali I be riding with my homies
Make it tik tik tik tik tok my wrist
Going back to Cali I be riding with my homies
New watch new chain new shirt that's fit
Credits
Writer(s): Collin Roach
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