Cali Green E

Ay, ay, ay, ay. Cali green, got that Cali green. Yeah. Come party, come party. Come party, come party. Come party. Come party in the backyard, OG. Smoke so much, never OD. If I'm, if I'm lit, it's that Cali green. Yeah. I don't deal with bullshit or surprises, Yeah. Cover up the heat like a visor. Uh. Escalates to me, the supervisor. Yeah. I gotta get my tree, I feel entitled. Yeah. What you got? Let it smoke, keep it in, exhale. Dealers got your bomb for your next sale. Get the party dumb till you in jail. Get high, turnt up, windmills. Let it drop 'cause the knock on the lot. I forgot what we're doing, got me tripping till I flop. It's a race to the top, not A phase just a crave. Got me thinking like a maze. I can choose the topic from my pocket, oh. Head spinning on a chain like a sprocket on It. Yeah. I-I've been caught up on a Comma zoning. Yeah, yeah. I just fade away like erosion. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Gold wraps make the dope taste rich. Get a hobby 'cause you ain't my bitch. Other people can be so outdated. Don't be jealous 'cause I found my niche. Buying dub after dub 'cause I'm in love. You could say I struggle 'cause I got nugs. This track must slap like I hate bugs. Got me writing down the track while I'm smoking Up. You can hit it, you can eat it. Either way, you just repeat it. Let it soak in your skin. Being normal isn't easy. Higher ups like easy-peasy. I look up to Lil Weezy, so I smoke And stay thin. Yeah. I didn't ask for this. God gave us earth and I feel my worth. Baby, I'm a specialist and I'll raise my fist And I'll take my turf. Listen, yeah. Rapping so much that my voice need A crutch. Trying to win the game, know I'd Kill for the clutch. Handling the rust, I'm a chemical to touch. I've been sending y'all waves that will move the Earth's crust. Highways get me amped like the Tri-state. Gyrate, make me going off like Myspace. Dilate, we can strike like a diamondback. Rushing like a dine and dash. Dribble different dimes and hash. Yeah. Hazy 'cause I got the smoke. We can intertwine like a vine 'cause we're feeling Dope. You can see the signs, cross the line And you gonna choke. Celebrate my inner hope and Throw away your inner pope. Religion, oppositions of the gifted, so I interlope. Know I bring the visuals, residuals of hypno. Holla, you can follow the Impala 'cause they got The stash. Meet me at the window 'cause I Got the cash. Cash. Cash. Cash.