Okay, out here in Cali
Smoking on this green that look like Luigi
I got my Fiji, I'm finna take your girl to the water
Dis finna be a breeze!
Yard full of grass, raking up dough

Still on my shit who I'm makin' it fo?

House on the hills with the lake in the fron'

Old ass nigga should be takin' it slow

So what?

No, what yo cut ain't mine

Nigga get up off my line

I'm back to the basics

Tracing shit

Gangbang nigga with the basic shit

Real P.I. with amazing spits

So I never ever never have to chase a bitch

Dig it, and I came wit it

And your only hoe might get it, admit it

Locked in, locked out

Talk shit, get socked out

See, these is G's

And this is finna be a breeze



Yeah, music, please

Dis finna be a breeze

And my keys

And my trees

Dis finna be a breeze

Yeah

Dis finna be a breeze

Music please

And my keys

And my trees



Picture me sitting in my throne alone

L.B.C. yeah I'm on the moon

Zone to zone, I'll roam in Rome

Solid as a rock, etched in stone

Retriever, retriever

Catch the bone

Big dog, baby

The rest are clones

Bass go boom with the baritone

Clearing shit up like a claritone

I'm really home, I'm barely gone

Look at my eyes, I'm really blown

Peoples is ready for me to rap

But I just took a whole bone to the neck

No sweat on the set

Sprinter van to the jet

Yeah, music, please

Dis finna be a breeze



Yeah, music, please

Dis finna be a breeze

And my keys

And my trees

Dis finna be a breeze

Yeah

Dis finna be a breeze

Music please

And my keys

And my trees



*coughing*

Fuck, whatchu got me on?

I thought dis was finna be a breeze

You got me on my knees begging God, please

For my soul back

I'm fried!