California Kushin

[Verse 1: Dolla] California kushin I Love it like good pussy Tryna get up get out my state like goodie a problem ain't na to me A Lawyers couple thousand back stabbin ass Got me watchin my surrounds Pound for Pound Word for Word I'm ahead this third, grade Rappin ass niggas i get better each verse As we continue on infinity and beyond Benz colored green gettin dolla of the coin Lft alot of weight last week I pulled a groin The money keep goin never sleep keep goin Push it tot he limit cuz we gettin it till the mornin And back to the day and vacay place's tropical Ridin like tooth decasing flipin over obstacles Gun play is optional but money is the focus No just smokin weed its me and all them locals Cuz i get and respect it I'm infected with the game Neglectin pelon and felons cuz she board to train Plane or automobile make sure that you drive slow Chasin after a mil stay focus on my dough East atlantas nigga and east saint lorrents Screamin fuck a bitch she a ungrateful cunt I'm unfaithful to her why he try to pursue her Connoisseur of the money & honey and thick asses Hangin with the same niggas i skip class with Y'all on pac shit phase on the dash with Yea [Verse 2: Dolla] California weed give a nigga Alzheimers Nope i never sold a milli but im still head liner Shoot ya in the head white chalk'll outline Mathafucka some rapper I'm full time grinder Part time rhymer rap recreation Simple ABC Another Bad Creation Another nigga hatin introduce him to the pavement Gangstas move in silence plus We never make statments Paper with faces of dead crackers pursuin Big body benz keep a bad bitch droolin Beat her pussy down until the mothafuck ruined Hello how you doin as I watch her start to blush Fuck her on a hundred thousand Just to get a pistol rush Go On And spread the world im in the car swag surfin Look good on TV but even better up in person Tattoo tears reminiscing bout my pops Then I lost my nigga coolie guess the pain will never stop Ive done been on yatchts with diddy at fourteen had to take the loui's off He like to keep the carpet clean Eatin horderves surf board to the ritz hit the A And tear the block up, me and my mitfitz