cali n the valley ft. Lil Abner Lyrics

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You know where I been, so don't be hittin' my line (Yeah)

And lil' bitch, when I'm inside it, I'm gon' hit it every time

Fah-fah, shoot them youngin's, it gon' look like Columbine

And I said, "calm down, bitch, you know the weed mine" (Bitch, the weed mine)

And little youngin's still be gettin' shot up in the alley (Huh?)

I been hearin' rumors, don't know what the fuck you heard about me (Bitch)

Bitch up off a Percocet, they fuckin' her in Cali (Fuck)

Skrrtin' down six hours, now they fuck her in the Valley (Fuck in her in the what?)

Baby, tell me who you really tryna be (Tryna be)

'Cause I been doin' my thing, don't mind me (Don't mind me)

Pussy work, pay the price and take ease (Take ease)

Yeah, that boy started runnin' with light speed (Light speed)

Driver, get on his ass

We gon' see (Gon' see) if he about all that action on IG (IG)

I get way too conceited, like, highly (Like highly)

Shoot a scene with yo' bitch, I'm Sprite Lee, yeah (I'm Sprite Lee, yeah)

I be stressin', sometimes I gotta get medicated

It takes time with no pride and some dedication

Shout-out to my bro, slime, we gon' really make it

Fry a cop, with this pan, he gon' smell bacon

And believe me, baby, this shit gon' take patience

I-I-I-I'm a risk taker (I'm a risk taker)

Nah, wow, wow, I'm a bitch taker (I'm a bitch taker)

Shawty only gonna do it for the cheese (For the cheese)

How much money you make? You tell me (You tell me)

Bitch, you heard him, yeah, uh, I'm a risk taker

Y'all ain't really 'bout nothin', y'all some big fakers

I go to sleep then wake up thinkin' 'bout some big paper

And they gon' only hit yo' line when they need big favors

I shove bands in the face of who doubted me, bitch, they big haters

My dad came with Coyotes, nah, he ain't have his papers

Mama came the same way, she was walkin' on a thin layer

Too many of these hoes all in my phone, get 'em out

Yeah, all these pussy youngin's all clones

I 'on' need y'all bitches, my shawty bad to the bone

Talkin' down to me? You better lower your tone

If I talk about it, then it happened, fuck you thought, cuz?

What you askin' me for? I ain't got none

Tryna play me like a bitch, fuck you thought this was?

Thought I finished, youngin'? Nah, uh, I am not done

You not finna use your hands, pussy, 'cause you got the 'K?

I be shittin' on these rappers but I just don't got the fame

I'm a Cali demon but I hop on anything

And I'm serious 'bout this, you can see it on my face

And I see you lookin' mad, what you wanna say?

Got rid of toxic homies, they just toxic waste

Uh, yeah, we take yo' bitch to Cali, hol' on

Then we take her to the Valley, hol' on

You know where I been, so don't be hittin' my line (Yeah)

And lil' bitch, when I'm inside it, I'm gon' hit it every time

Fah-fah, shoot them youngin's, it gon' look like Columbine

And I said, "calm down, bitch, you know the weed mine" (Bitch, the weed mine)

And little youngin's still be gettin' shot up in the alley (Huh?)

I been hearin' rumors, don't know what the fuck you heard about me (Bitch)

Bitch up off a Percocet, they fuckin' her in Cali (Fuck)

Skrrtin' down six hours, now they fuck her in the Valley (Fuck in her in the what?)

And I put that shit on my motherfuckin' mama, who you tryna fuck with, bruh?

Come on, now, Cali, AZ, motherfucker!