Stuck In Cali Freestyle

[Intro]
(Going back to Cali)
Another one, hey
(Going back to Cali)
Look it, look it

[Verse 1]
Bet I get to trippin’
If he acting all tough
He better keep that chin up
And don’t get shook when it get rough
These foos suck and they know it
Everybody know I’m a thug
Don’t gotta show it
Open a can of whoop ass
It’s hard to close it
And this burner on my hip
When it shoot it get explosive
I ain’t a pit
But I can knock me a bitch
To let me whore her
Almost there just gotta get a little closer
Hey, bitch I been a beast
I really go ham
And be fucking foos bitches to slow jams
And I ain’t acting Hollywood
This how we program all in my comments
Knowing that he don’t wanna go there
Hating on me I’m the talk of the town
But they never telling me what they talking about
Shit I ain’t hiding I be mobbing around
I’ll be trippin’
But see me and don’t flinch or make a sound
Foos clowns but it’s okay
The big place calling
Just let me know I’m on the way
And if it’s looking green it’s all gas no brake
And if he looking for me
I’m running laps all day
In the cut shooting craps
Taking snaps all day
Man it is what it is
Cause I ain’t gotta explain
All them hoes you chill with
I did a lot of them thangs
Keep it player in this bitch
But I’ll fuck em on 2 ways
Feel what I’m sayin’?

(I’m going back to Cali)
(I’m going back to Cali)