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Out In Cali

 

Out In Cali

(アルバム: Stuck In Motion - 2023)


Ayy, where my keys at?

I been cruising, riding 'round town
(I ain't gon' lie, I just feel like riding for some reason)
The trunk was up, the top was let down
(I honestly ain't even got no destination)
I live for days that I can just chill (What they on today though?)
(Where buddy ass at?)
They want me gone but I was here still (Ayy, hit up Tone and lemme tell him pull up, mane)
I been rolling (Ayy, Nico, ask Roger what he on)
Can't nobody block my wave (Know what type of mission I'm on)
Slab was so loud (And who they with?)
I'm just riding my wave (Ayy, come over here)

Feeling like the Army, the Navy, no recruiter
I'm so with disturbing the peace, call me Luda
Drum beating stiff as a jam, call him Juda
Drop eating up competition, barracuda
Got a plug out the Philippines, posted up with chopsticks
Don't end up a target, he might get ya like a hot pick
What I look like beefing with some niggas who ain't got shit?
Rather jump inside the drop and cruise, ain't gon' stop shit
Though I'm dying, watch who you go around
Pull up, my trunk in the air
Music be slowing down
Bag, I'ma go with mine
I'm just tryna catch a lil' vibe
Know I'm posted like a chief
Couple niggas in a tribe
Hit the gas, tell her to slide, what we doin'?
Jackers get stitched, no machine, we ain't suing
Going back to Cali, got me feeling like I'm B.I.G
Tryna catch a vibe, money guarantee I D-I-D
Today, I'm a star but I feel like I'm local
Everything Houston, they know it, I'm vocal
Haters been waiting, I guess they was hopeful
What the fuck is they point? Nothing was focal
Social ain't an option when it come to Tha Truth
Ain't no guessing where I'm from, they see that shit out the roof
Swang and I swang, got them niggas yelling "truce"
Better tighten up, niggas loose

I been cruising, riding 'round town (What they mad for?)
(Better get out they feelings)
The trunk was up, the top was let down (Aw yeah, I'm finna swang on 'em)
I live for days that I can just chill (Ayy, what was that?)
(Mane, what the hell just fell off my car?)
They want me gone but I was here still (Man, ain't this a bitch)
(Man, my music stay tearing something up)
I been rolling
Can't nobody block my wave (Shaking my head)
Slab was so loud (Ain't gon' stop me today though)
I'm just riding my wave (Ayy, where we going next?)
(Ayy, where y'all goin'?)
(Aw, man, y'all trippin') I been rolling
(Finna keep on rollin')
(Huh)
Slab was so loud

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