Texas To Cali

[Intro: Fenix Flexin]
Ay ay
Bitch
Pussy nigga
Old nigga
Broke nigga

[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]
Ay, I really live that life niggas talkin' 'bout (talkin' 'bout)
If it's beef let me know, we finna stomp a [?] (for real)
Ay bitch, I really get it in (get it in)
I was really on that road where you never been (skrr)
Nigga, 100 bands, bitch that ain't shit (that ain't shit)
Pop, go and burn a nigga like a blank disc (ah)
Wanna talk for the opps, nigga take this (boom)
Fully auto on that chop, bet I can't miss
Ooh wee god damn, how you wanna do it? (wanna do it)
If it's beef let me know, get to running through it (bitch)
Oh you wanna keep your life then stop acting stupid (stop acting stupid)
If the cops pull us over, get to acting clueless (shh)
Ay, I keep a glocky in my man bag (man bag)
You niggas faking for the gram, don't understand that
Ay, I told that bitch like where we stand at? (we stand at)
It get tricky in the summer, where your fan at?
You better keep the heat (for real)
Boy I think you niggas vegan, you don't want the beef (he's vegan)
They done took my brother from me, see him in my sleep (R.I.P)
I just went and popped a perky now a nigga geeked (perky)
Ay bitch, that's just how I rock (how I rock)
I just went and threw a fifty on a russian chop (get it in)
All that dissin' on the net gon' get a nigga popped (boom)
AKs, we got Glocks, get a nigga boxed (ah)
I really be outchea thuggin' when you niggas not, bitch

[Verse 2: Peso Peso]
We 4 deep in the Benz [?]
You playing with the gang, in the grave where you end up
I'm on the block right now and I got a [?]
I'm on the stage right now with a new MAC-11
These niggas bumpin' on the net but they be hiding, they be timid
And when it's up bitch it's stuck, yeah we slidin' [?]
And I just [?] a thousand grams of Louis V on my sweater
I got a brand new Glock in my Moncler coat
I got twenty chopsticks when I hop in the Ghost
Finna recruit me a bitch and make her hop on the [?]
And if you play with my brothers, you get shot in the dome
I got junkies walking in and out the spot like they live here
Nigga make the wrong move in this bitch, you get killed here
[?] rap but my chain still rolling like a wheelchair
Niggas hatin', talkin' 'bout they gon' kill me but I'm still here
Don't get too close, get shot
I just hopped inside a Bentley, got my hand on my Glock
I'm in the back of the back getting brain from a thot
Bitch ask me where I'm from, bitch I came from the block

[Verse 3: Snow Tha Product]
Look, pull an all-nighter with the gang
Someone round me got the thang
If you talkin' like you smart, then we gon' point it at your brain
It's the bad bitch pulling bad bitch that pull strings
I am Hollywood livin' but I made it out the tank
Shark up in the lake (yuh), guppies in the way (yuh)
Bitches out here, local joker, robbing state to state
Bitch I'm shining like 3M, my house cost like $3M
I been off a pilly and my bitch off like three of dem
Grown broke men hatin', really I don't see them
Major labels calling, I ain't taking no meetings
Fuck I look like out here splitting shit
If you wasn't with me in the trenches, you ain't getting it
I been getting grip, flipping, I've been getting hella rich
Biggest flex I got is making all my family citizens
Fuck I look like out here splitting shit
Biggest flex I got is making all my family citizens