California

[Verse 1: Mike Stud] I just got a brand new phone number If you ain't talkin' 'bout business got the wrong number Off tour for the whole summer, fuck a homecoming Told mama she gon' have her own coming, oh yeah And I just got a brand new bitch She match the wheels cause she foreign Once she see a line she either skip it or she snort it Never spitting lies, I just live it then record it Ooh lawdy, back room at Bootsy Bellows The owner come and get us, tell 'em put us right here Across the way from the Jenners, nah Never been a storyteller Always been the type of dude if I want it I'mma get it That's why I'm heading to [Hook: Mike Stud] California, house up in the hills, this is how it feels Out in California I got it, I got it, and that's why I'm out in California California, California, California I got it, I got it, and that's why I'm out in California [Verse 2: Tdot Illdude] I just got a brand new phone number If you ain't talkin' 'bout this money got the wrong number Real shit, counting blue hundreds, saw something She want the wood, it's understood I give the long lumber I could get a new bitch if she a log jumper California bitches crazy but I fuck with 'em Keep a nigga on his grind if I wanna shine Pull up on Fairfax, hop out at the dock Enter through the kitchen like the fucking mop Politicking about my mission to the fucking top Poolside I just tanned it with a sexy Spaniard And I can barely understand her Out in California [Hook: Mike Stud] House up in the hills, this is how it feels Out in California I got it, I got it, and that's why I'm out in California California, California, California I got it, I got it, and that's why I'm out in California