PHX to LA

Bitch
2024 shit bitch
Still throwing 444s (Nigga)
Bitch! (Bitch!)

I got a flight to California
Got a stop in Arizona (Aerosiris) (In AZ)
Go to Cali, get some marijuana (Kill It!) (That gas)
I met a plug
He goin' send em' through
And he talking them numbers (Let's send 'em out)
I'm already plotting how I'mma fuck up next summer
With a lot of weed, uh
Them designer trees (Designer trees)
Got a lot of needs
And I got a lot of wants too (Got a lot of wants too)
Honestly
I'm on like my seventh B (On my seventh blunt)
Roll a lot of weed
That shit help me keep me calm, ooh (Keep my calm)

Do the max and not the minimal (Not the minimal)
I be spitting sermons
Every verse I write so biblical (Swear to God)
This account I
Just bussed down, this shit identical (I bussed it down)
To my old one
So I got it and know what to do (Know what to do)
Get cash make my heart pump (Uh!) (My heart beat)
I can't pour no lean
Can't pour Wock or that Nostrum (Uh!) (That's that dark stuff)
In a Hellcat, I'm feeling blessed
Feel like God's son (Vrrrroooom)
Bet you didn't know they had a Hellcat, Dodge truck
Bet I hit the pedal once, it get to talking (VROOM!)
I be pulling strings like this fucking beat that I'm walking (A guitar)
I could give him shot, after shot, after shot, I bartend (Bah!, Bah)
Get them plates, my numbers low as shit just like a auction (Uh!)
Got to chase my dreams
I can't work in a office

I got a flight to California
Got a stop in Arizona (Mmmhmmmm)
Go to Cali, get some marijuana
I met a plug
He goin' send em' through
And he talking them numbers (Mmmhmmmm)
I'm already plotting how I'mma fuck up next summer
With a lot of weed, uh
Them designer trees (That gas, gas)
Got a lot of needs
And I got a lot of wants too (A lot of wants too)
Honestly
I'm on like my seventh B (My seventh B)
Roll a lot of weed
That shit help me keep me calm, ooh (Like a Seven Gram)
Aerosiris
Kill It!



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Writer(s): 444 Legend
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