(Look bro, this all I want to do
I wanna get rich
Then I wanna help the homies get rich
And after that, we just run this shit
Know what i mean)
Yea, yea
I'm just mobbing it with my homie
Yea
If you don't know then you really don't know me
I'm surrounded by real in a world so phony
I know who got me so I'm never on my lonely
Bitch I'm hot you know I'm in the desert
He can get you but I bet I can get you wetter
Like to grade my Bitches by the letter
So she a A-plus you bet your ass I'mma get her
Me and the homies we go far
We are stars
Hating ass clown on insta I don't know who you are
Boy I've been through shit you can tell by my scars
Rock your ass no hesitation Fender guitar
Roll down the window we blazing
Yea
In my town I'm wanted I don't do no chasing
Gotta subtract these thooters out the equation
I just wanted to see if I could run all the bases
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
I'm originally from the I.E.
Where we don't take shit lightly
Rep my pro club white tee
Don't give a f*ck who you might be
Now I'm located in the ville
Where its either shoot or be killed
I ain't talking bout no drill
Bitch we in the f*cking field
Yea, yea
F*ck them ops
I'm still screaming R.I.P. to my f*cking pops
Yea
Got this weight on my shoulders so I can't stop
We finna be running the game
I ain't f*cking with you lames
Little bitch what you mean
Already know I'm destined for fame
Aye, aye
We in the house
I just packed the loud
Got a bad bitch by my side I'm bout to go to town
Got a blunt and you know that I'mma face it
Already know Cali weed is so f*cking amazing
I'm so close I can already taste it
It's bout time me and the homies go on vacation
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
(Bro what the f*ck are we gonna do bro
There ain't shit to do in the high desert man
F*ck
I can't wait til I get rich)
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English
(Look bro, this all I want to do
I wanna get rich
Then I wanna help the homies get rich
And after that, we just run this shit
Know what i mean)
Yea, yea
I'm just mobbing it with my homie
Yea
If you don't know then you really don't know me
I'm surrounded by real in a world so phony
I know who got me so I'm never on my lonely
Bitch I'm hot you know I'm in the desert
He can get you but I bet I can get you wetter
Like to grade my Bitches by the letter
So she a A-plus you bet your ass I'mma get her
Me and the homies we go far
We are stars
Hating ass clown on insta I don't know who you are
Boy I've been through shit you can tell by my scars
Rock your ass no hesitation Fender guitar
Roll down the window we blazing
Yea
In my town I'm wanted I don't do no chasing
Gotta subtract these thooters out the equation
I just wanted to see if I could run all the bases
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
I'm originally from the I.E.
Where we don't take shit lightly
Rep my pro club white tee
Don't give a f*ck who you might be
Now I'm located in the ville
Where its either shoot or be killed
I ain't talking bout no drill
Bitch we in the f*cking field
Yea, yea
F*ck them ops
I'm still screaming R.I.P. to my f*cking pops
Yea
Got this weight on my shoulders so I can't stop
We finna be running the game
I ain't f*cking with you lames
Little bitch what you mean
Already know I'm destined for fame
Aye, aye
We in the house
I just packed the loud
Got a bad bitch by my side I'm bout to go to town
Got a blunt and you know that I'mma face it
Already know Cali weed is so f*cking amazing
I'm so close I can already taste it
It's bout time me and the homies go on vacation
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
(Bro what the f*ck are we gonna do bro
There ain't shit to do in the high desert man
F*ck
I can't wait til I get rich)
I wanna get rich
Then I wanna help the homies get rich
And after that, we just run this shit
Know what i mean)
Yea, yea
I'm just mobbing it with my homie
Yea
If you don't know then you really don't know me
I'm surrounded by real in a world so phony
I know who got me so I'm never on my lonely
Bitch I'm hot you know I'm in the desert
He can get you but I bet I can get you wetter
Like to grade my Bitches by the letter
So she a A-plus you bet your ass I'mma get her
Me and the homies we go far
We are stars
Hating ass clown on insta I don't know who you are
Boy I've been through shit you can tell by my scars
Rock your ass no hesitation Fender guitar
Roll down the window we blazing
Yea
In my town I'm wanted I don't do no chasing
Gotta subtract these thooters out the equation
I just wanted to see if I could run all the bases
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
I'm originally from the I.E.
Where we don't take shit lightly
Rep my pro club white tee
Don't give a f*ck who you might be
Now I'm located in the ville
Where its either shoot or be killed
I ain't talking bout no drill
Bitch we in the f*cking field
Yea, yea
F*ck them ops
I'm still screaming R.I.P. to my f*cking pops
Yea
Got this weight on my shoulders so I can't stop
We finna be running the game
I ain't f*cking with you lames
Little bitch what you mean
Already know I'm destined for fame
Aye, aye
We in the house
I just packed the loud
Got a bad bitch by my side I'm bout to go to town
Got a blunt and you know that I'mma face it
Already know Cali weed is so f*cking amazing
I'm so close I can already taste it
It's bout time me and the homies go on vacation
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
Me and the homies we was cruising, cooling
Honestly we don't know what the f*ck we was doing
(Bro what the f*ck are we gonna do bro
There ain't shit to do in the high desert man
F*ck
I can't wait til I get rich)
Writer: Nathan Holguin
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