CALIFORNIA HOT BOY

I'm a one man band
Here them drums playing
Lay up under a hot boy
Get a sun tan
Don't drop the ball baby
You get one chance
Can't be pullin on my pants
Cause my gun there

I don't be inside no clubs
Ain't no fun there
I be getting to that money
Let them funds clear
Real recognize real
You ain't from here
Can't associate with niggas
In they bum era

Still moving round like Jody
Took the bitch car
You gotta grow up baby boy
You not gon' get far
I'm the nigga pulling strings
Like a guitar
My DMs full of bitches
That just sent hearts

Well they really sent nudes
But I'm over those
Send that bread lil baby
Let's get on the road
And I could've been a pimp
But I'm too player
I den pulled some of the baddest
I could prove later

Lot of niggas really mad
They some true haters
Cause they main hoes love me
I let dude save her
But he swear he a real nigga
He in his feelings
Give a how fuck how you feel nigga

I need soldiers on the team
Come and build wit us
Had to lay moms to rest
But she still wit us
Hella kids
Someone gotta pay the bills nigga
Making music in my sleep
I got skills niggas

I'm a one man band
Here them drums playing
Lay up under a hot boy
Get a sun tan
Don't drop the ball baby
You get one chance
Can't be pullin on my pants
Cause my gun there

I don't be inside no clubs
Ain't no fun there
I be getting to that money
Let them funds clear
Real recognize real
You ain't from here
Can't associate with niggas
In they bum era



Credits
Writer(s): Terrance Carrie Jr.
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