YG - Cali Living

Cali Living Lyrics

[Hook: x2]
I got my top down in my whip
Her hair blowing in the wind
I got my shades on cause I’m bent
She roll it up with no stem
I got my Louis bag duffled up
Fuck with the squad and throw it up
I got my top down speakers bump
See me when I pull it up

[Verse 1: YG]
Gucci bag with the Louis belt
You know I keep the Glock by the stash on the shelf
Ya money too short nigga yous a elf
Seen you the other day you was looking like you could use some help
Just got a check, finish shop now, walk in the store blow the stock down
My mix-tape dropped who hot now oh that’s ya bitch the one I knocked down


Aye I am a fly nigga, fly nigga
Aye so I’m a keep it pressy, yea that’s my nigga
Yea I’m smoking young 40′s, she said she bought a 40 I’m fucking with this bitch she say she 40
Told her my age, that’s the reason she stay? Shit, probably cause she’s seen that Rolley

We ain’t no students, don’t test us cause that 9 bust more than my left nut
Yea, all my niggas with the extras, like movie clips and $400 air max
Fly as hell(?), Flight club, or diamond store on Fairfax

[Hook x2: Riko]
I got my top down in my whip
Her hair blowing in the wind
I got my shades on cause I’m bent
She roll it up with no stem
I got my Louis bag duffled up
Fuck with the squad and throw it up
I got my top down speakers bump
See me when I pull it up

[Verse 2: Dom Kennedy]
This money, pursue that you the man I never knew that
I walked up, my car start she asks me how you do that
Nino Brown to the new Jacks, head nigga of the new school
But I’m in another class, spend old money on my new school
Yea two hoes, that’s three bottles, don’t call if you don’t swallow
Cute girls that roll weed, yeah that’s my type of role models
YG, that’s four fingers niggas making six figures
We got all the bitches nigga, you got all the bitch niggas


I am not really flossing I am just talking what I’ve seen
It’s not everyday you stuffing 20, 000 in your jeans

I drink Hen not no lean, I get fresh like it’s a routine
Yea she know I do my thing cause I’m a legend in the west
If you gone bring your gun just make sure you got your vest
(Yeah…Fuck nigga)

[Hook: x2]
I got my top down in my whip
Her hair blowing in the wind
I got my shades on cause I’m bent
She roll it up with no stem
I got my Louis bag duffled up
Fuck with the squad and throw it up
I got my top down speakers bump
See me when I pull it up

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