Hollywood

California sun, I've been living good
Rolling down the window as I leave the hood
I don't have a star, but I really should...
Yeah, I don't have a star, but I really should!

Hollywood chillin' I've been smoking on the tangie
Funny how they hate you when you're being what they can't be
Cutting off the fake, only hanging with the family
Keep your girl screaming, I just hit her with a Plan B
Credit card handy, bikini bottom sandy
My bitch keeps getting badder, going down like private landing
Last man standing, ball like Peyton Manning
Beach life tanning, I keep them diamonds dancing

Running down the water cuz my diamonds always dancing
Catch me going harder, cuz I'm being what they can't be
Whippin' in the, Cali out to Texas
Uncut powder, really hope they get the message
Yeah I miss my hoe, but now she's on my death list
Countin' all this doe, know I cannot regret this
Lately life is hectic, people full like septic
Brand new whip, I pray I never wreck it
Pull up The Grove, my new thing lookin' sexy
Typa curvy body feel euphoric and not heavy
Touching all these potions from the devils who've been deadly
Russian roulette, your outlook is so messy
Hollywood chillin', smoking gas with a bad bitch
Nothing is forever, but I really hope this lasting
Life go faster, level up like a master
Saving for my crib in the hills, lavish and dapper

Hollywood chillin' I've been smoking on the tangie
Funny how they hate you when you're being what they can't be
Cutting off the fake, only hanging with the family
Keep your girl screaming, I just hit her with a Plan B
Credit card handy, bikini bottom sandy
My bitch keeps getting badder, going down like private landing
Last man standing, ball like Peyton Manning
Beach life tanning, I keep them diamonds dancing

All my diamonds dancing, karma is outstanding
All my shoes got sand in, I know that I'm the man yeah
Flipping, I ain't tripping, always watching what I'm sippin'
Smoking on that hyphy, but it's only healthy living
Hanging with these hoes, why my girl always bitchin'
Quick up her nose, kinky fucking in the kitchen
Cop that new edition, this my premonition
Fulfilling my mission, doing everything I vision
Funny how those closest cross you quick like a Christian
Loose lips sink ships, suck a dick, snitch
Chasing on a bag, got my whole team rich
Spending all my time designing, building bigger biz
Hollywood chillin', I've been smashing spicy chicken
Speeding in the fast lane, pray to God don't get a ticket
Used to be a dream, but now it's how I'm living
Crib on the beach, water what I'm sippin'

Hollywood chillin' I've been smoking on the tangie
Funny how they hate you when you're being what they can't be
Cutting off the fake, only hanging with the family
Keep your girl screaming, I just hit her with a Plan B
Credit card handy, bikini bottom sandy
My bitch keeps getting badder, going down like private landing
Last man standing, ball like Peyton Manning
Beach life tanning, I keep them diamonds dancing



Credits
Writer(s): Logan Voss
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