Woah
Woah woah, yea
Yea yea, woah
Smoking yo pack like im smoking that ganja (ganja)
Yeah, straight from California
Trying on me had to get me a lawyer, yeah
Whipping this car, yeah it's foreign huh
Said she was home alone so I had to pull up on her
You know me, I ain't boring
Whipping this car yeah I'm flooring
Head in the sky yea you know that I'm soaring
Pour up the lean, yea I pour up my four in
Plug is posted up, yeah in Havana
Smoking yo pack like I'm smoking that ganja
Yeah, straight from California huh
Yuh, Ay, we rolling up loud
We up in the Cali hills and this shit got me buzzin
Aye, push to start it's a foreign
Need me a exotic bitch that ain't boring
Tell me what the f*ck you want, yea I could get
Carti, that Louis, yea bitch I ain't trippin
Ou she sippin that double cup Now she leaning on me
Ou, I don't f*ck wit these rats but I be stacking my cheese
I just had to go boss up my life, put the stars in my roof every time that I drive by
10k just to pop in the club, got the bottle girls acting up
If he talk down on the gang we gon make sure it's us that roll him up and we smoke him Iike
Smoking that pack like I'm smoking that ganja
Yeah it's straight from California
Stay up til' one in the morning
Calling the shorty, she know that she want me
Play with my feelings, she just tryna front me (don't front me)
Yea, it be them snow bunnies
Tryna dip my stick up in that honey
Don't pull some shit, don't be so funny
Yea, Ay, we coating a pack (we coating a pack)
Yea we coating a pack, we smoking that pack
We smoking that ganja
Yeah, it's straight from California
Woah, yea
Woah woah, Yea
Woah woah, Yea
Woah