Californication

[Bridge: ScHoolboy Q] Hop up out the bed, turn my swag on Trust me bruh, your bitch is weak, something I would pass on Fuck her with a mask on, ooh, I be tryna chill And your ho be in the front row look like she off a pill [Verse 1: A$AP Rocky] Just gimme that bass I need that 808 Sipping on that syrup, worries fade away Got on my chains, I just got off a layaway Do it the player way, okay-okay, okay-okay (Okay-okay) Just know that ASAP be that TDE We got the game in headlocks; I'm talking DDT She on my TV screen; I'm talking DVD British bitches love my cock; I'm talking BBC I'm in that BBC, niggas know I Bathing Ape I'm sleeping with my Nina and I never put my blade away Silly nigga fix your face, you drinking all that haterade My candy paint your favorite shake, okay-okay, okay-okay My baddest bitch your favorite shape I spray the gauge that's race and gay So fuck your sex, your race and age Most sickest since the plaguing age Different shit, this day and age They raise the bar now raise the stakes I'm eating off that paper chase Bread and butter, bacon eggs [Hook: ScHoolboy Q] x4 Ca-ca-ca-californication Cali-for-fornication, fornicating [Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q] Quincy, where you been? I been grooving with my team, ho I seen your bitch staring, I was on stage blowing Indo Let me put it in though, fuck you and your friend ho Trust me bruh, your bitch is weak but booty got potential Every state I go now rack it up Everything I wear now stacking up Jeans Dior, no a nigga ain't poor These mothafuckas be a stack and up These new niggas can't fuck with us Yo, Flacko why they wanna dress like you? Hey, wanna rap like Q? Hey, wear they bucket hats like Q? Hey, probably be the reason why I fucked your (ooh) Only had one condom and I fucked them too Nigga gon' do what a nigga gon' do I'm a real nigga from around the way, okay-okay Do it the player way, ASAP, TDE here to stay You fade away like Jordan J, okay-okay-okay Still gangsta of the year, and in your favorite gear Whispered in her ear, then drove it in her rear Wipe my dick off threw my hoodie on and disappear See this is very-very, very rare, young listener [Hook] + [Bridge] + [Hook] [Verse 3: ScHoolboy Q] For sure, I bring the baddest through, I sold dope on your avenue The white girls call me radical, the black girls say I'm mad at you The illest gangsta, no debate, a natural you must concentrate I came in this unorthodox with two left shoes, no matching socks But now my Glock will never stop, and now my stomach always show I'm eating look my tummy swole, I guess thats where my money go Eenie-minie-minie ho, I wrap my dick with mistletoe Come pull it out and kiss it ho, there he go G shit through ya stereo, all my shit historical Your shit need a miracle, toss that out my vehicle Make you feel some type of way, make you feel some type of K That body guard won't work today, yawk-yawk-yawk, what more can I say? Money I make that shit replay, rewind, stack it up, moving freight Rewind back it up no mistake, bitch come right on my hanky pank All my niggas be balling bitch, all y'all bitches be calling bitch Y'all niggas can't control a bitch, hope my young niggas notice this [Hook] + [Bridge]