LYRICS: Yeah, yeah One take Wop My mamma like this beat First off, this that Bay Area Funk Get to leaning rocking too much You get A-Town stumped This a sweet lick One I can't pass up I know my granddaddy looking down like "that's my grandson" Young, rich, handsome, and I got all the sauce Got enough to lend some, I stack my income She tooted up, she rolling She booted up, I'm driving fast I'm focused, not messing up Valentino wearer, diamond chain buyer Nigga we ain't hiding, location on flyer I'm a OG, you a no G your pass has expired I smash out burnt tires looking like a forest fire, ayy And I'm good, but God great Ay, I gotta pray erryday Ay, HB to the K Ay, neck and wrist, 100K Ayy, they rarely real, cause real is rare Ayy, I'm a real California bear Ayy, and we beast, we hard, we fired up We beast, we hard, we-- Broccoli smoking, got a bop in east Oakland If he dolo in the club he getting checked like he hosting I can't show no emotion, I keep the poker face on me That's your baby and you love her man don't leave that girl lonely I'm a DM slider, protector, provider, electric recliner In my whips I get massages while driving I'm hoping to islands Money come to me before I step up inside it Check clear I'm excited, I get the bag I'm a certified real guy big boss baby Mixing henny with gelato #33 cross faded These rappers outdated Kappa suit, Fila shoe, Iamsu! I am new and improved It behooves you to settle down I'm in the move, I get to tripping like my shoe untied I had to put a pair of glasses on the public eye Cause I am scientific with it when it come to mine No room for dumming down, yeh yeh Haha Told you I was gon' eat this shit Drew Ha! (Yeah you know how we play) [not perfect yet]
