[Hook: ilysm]
Ayy, make this the new South Cali
When I die, call all my brothers tell 'em go on without me
Ayy, ayy, make this the new South Cali
I had this vision for a minute, brody, don't ever doubt me
I swear

[Verse 1: sor uh & ilysm]
So sick of no cash bitches
Thinking they so brash, baby
You hiding no stash bridges
Rubies just know that
Sittin' out here waitin' for competition or peers
Pussy I came out of my cave to see the scene, make some tears, oh
Bitch I took hits today
Like my ones quick got splits to place
They gold [?] no shit today
I won't be taking shit today, uh
Make you my bitch today
That five-six boy got shit to say
You fell off to some fruity if a can't see you fade away, uh
Stay too 'lax
I'll catch you out your shadow, boy
Best get to watchin' some backs
Boy I know you ain't strapped for battle
Stop, bitch, never got cracked
Got them cracks
That's what the mansion
Hol' up, sit down, relax
Ima fuck you to break the tension little bitch
How you talkin' shit when you looking like that
I've seen better fits from Sears
You bring my ass to tears I'm laughing
You pussy bitches think you huntin' when I'm crackin'
I got endurance when it's eagles that I'm cracking
Hey, they wanna fuck me 'cause my sweater nice
I treat my racks like my child, boy I don't fuck with your life
They don't take you serious 'cause that rap name stupid
You sound bored as hell boy like the batteries ain't included
Ayy, they wanna fuck my 'cause my knee highs
Baby boy, don't think that you could handle these thighs
Catch 'em hiding in the dark, that's my space boy
I can see your image, ain't no point in saving face boy
[Verse 2: ilysm]
Look, opps ain't outlive Overwatch!
They shooters ain't Lmaobox, I just pull up and dodge the shots
They talkin' 'bout my music but they fans is all bots?
Make this bitch Skate 2 when I pull up to own the spot
Ooh yeah, big racks on me like it's Dead or Alive
Ooh yeah, ain't even B.I.G. but feel ready to die
Ooh yeah, why the fuck they tryna talk up to me?
Stop runnin' up my texts dawg, doin' that's a luxury
Man, I got homies pushin' speed like Sega Genesis
And all my opps still wanna fuck me brodie that's a kismesis
Smoking on ass pack in the crib when I'm all alone
I do what Nintendon't, stop hittin' my damn phone
Pulling up with the toolie like it's GMod
They lookin' at me funny like they seen god
Yo, uh, if big money really the attitude
Y'all need to stop rapping 'cause all ya'll making is Raditude

[Hook: ilysm & sor uh]
Ayy, make this the new South Cali
When I die, call all my brothers tell 'em go on without me
Ayy, ayy, make this the new South Cali
I had this vision for a minute, brody, don't ever doubt me
I swear
Ayy, make this the new South Cali
When I die, call all my brothers tell 'em go on without me
Ayy, look, yeah this the new South Cali
I had this vision for a minute, brody, don't ever doubt me
I swear to god