California Rock (feat. Prophet)

Worldwides my reach
The cups full of magic
Sex on the beack
Makes me heroic

I'm an auto drone tuned like an autobot
Drinks got me rollin' tonight
I'm about to touch my glass with some bad bees tonight
It's a party like the black put piece

This is like a battle, no title, crack the bottle
You been sipping wrong, sipping wrong
California Rock

Get your drinks up get your drinks up
Get your drinks up get your drinks up
Hot hot hot Tokyo beats bumping out
She tryna turn me on
Hot hot hot Tokyo beats bumping out
Till the Cali sun burns it out

It's party mother fu*kers
Party party like the black eyed ps
All the people people
Everyone drink this shit we gonna black out piece

This is like a battle, no title, crack the bottle
You been sipping wrong, sipping wrong
California Rock

Get your drinks up get your drinks up
Get your drinks up get your drinks up

Welcome to the
City's of the loss
Angles here
The sign of the cross
And the girls on the flow
Hundred dollar bills
Out the wallet we toss
And the weather so good
Sitting in a drop leather wood
I don't wanna brag bet I could
Cali got swag ain't a better hood
All the way to the Golden Gate
24s on it Golden Gate
Candy paint pop rose
Losin' top baby it's OK
Call up Jin that's my man
L-A-X out to Japan
#I spot that's the plan
Let me see your fucking hands