RichOne & Jaded23 - Cali Lifestyle

Ridin' Down The West Side
Ina fresh ride
Tree'd up
Baby yea I'm too high
I be burnin up the block
When I pass by
Catch em burnin gas
Haulin ass
In that fast ride
(Skrrrt)
Pull up in a drop
Pop out the whip
Kush smoke too strong
Really too faded
We been smokin' too long
Fillin' up my lungs
I be smokin' to this song

Ugh all I do is make hits
Speakers on blast
They in love with my shit
Pasadena native
Yea I do it like this
And like that
And like this
And like that
And ugh
Who is you
Damn homie what it do
Talkin' like you caught me slippin' but I keep a tool
5.56
Yea nigga Im bout to bust
Pick it up
Hit em up
Leave that nigga spittin up
He say he don't bang
But I ain't askin
Choppa rip em up
I'ma leave em ina casket
Gang affiliated
For them niggas who be askin'
Got mob ties
With these gangs
Like it's Baskin
Robbins
Vicious
Crazy like I'm Rodman
Bro pass the blunt
I ain't tryna hear that talkin'
Noddin'
Driftin'
In and out of vision
If you can't see
Then you know that shit hittin'
Smokin' on some Jeeters
I don't chill with non believers this shit cut throat
Razor blade leave em bleedin'
Tax a buck fifty
If he really want the smoke
Any place I gotta go
Best believe I keep a pole

Ridin Down the west side
Ina fresh ride
Tree'd up
Baby yea I'm too high
I be burnin up the block when I pass by
Catch em burnin gas
Haulin' ass
In that fast ride
Sliding down the coast on the West Side
Cali with that bomb on god this the best high
Sippin' on a double all day tryna get by
Never get enough real talk this the best life

Money comin' in
Stacked in a duffle
We all about the hustle
Had to get it out the muscle
We don't do stems
I don't fuck with no hash
If that nigga tryin' me
2 Shots I'm on the dash
One-time lurkin' leave the chops in the back
Smashin' up the block hope to god we don't crash
Whippin' in a space ship young Pluto Nash
Jewels shinnin' bright in the light they go flash
Yo girl see the ice why the fuck you getting mad
Boy cut the hatin' you should focus on your cash
You know we never stop
Always running from the cops
Smoking on the opps and we posted on the block
Popping all these clips and we steady hitting licks
Gunning on these pussy's
If they steady talking shit
How you clowning nigga but you acting like a simp
Could never be me baby I'm a real pimp
100 On the dash yeah you know we making hits
If I play the right song then I know she gone strip
Gripping on the blick leave you stiff as a stick
Fuck what you talking I don't really give a shit
His life at it's end now he left in the pits
I thought we was cool but you switched like a bitch
How you spent yo life making beats but they trash
Better pipe down or you gettin toe tagged
Hating on the younging but you know I'm steady thugging
In and out the streets
Im a demon in the sheets
Jaded23 young devil spittin' heat
Rolling up a blunt yeah you know we burning weed

Ridin Down the West Side in a fresh ride
Tree'd up
Baby yeah I'm too high
I be burning up the block when I pass by
Catch em burnin' gas hauling ass in that fast ride
Skrrrt
Pull up in a drop
Pop out the whip
Kush smoke too strong
Really too faded
We been smoking too long
Filling up my lungs
I be smokin to this song

Too smooth
Grq
I do what I do
Yeah I'm posted with the crew

Written by:
James Monarrez, Richard Morales

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