[Intro: Jon Keith]
Alright, hold on
Hold on, ayy

[Chorus: Jon Keith & Miles Minnick]
Ayy, welcome to the club (Club), West Indies up (Up)
Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love
God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (In the cut)
So I gotta do it right, California, what's up?
Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up
Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love
God put hands on my life, (Uh, uh), bro, I grew up in the cut (Yee!)
I gotta do it right, California, what's up?

[Verse 1: Jon Keith]
Welcome to your wakeup call, time to change your top ten
Me, I let 'em see the flaws, you're photoshoppеd and cropped in
Ever since Hammеrshaw, me and God been locked in
And since I got the King involved I don't know where my opps been
Where y'all at?
Spirit been speakin' through me, Daygo, let's make a movie
Demons can't move me, I'm rock solid like King Bumi
My Padre been makin' hits, I'm battin' a hundred, truly
Luci, get out my face, I said I don't need a groupie
The hate gettin' shot down, the game is on lockdown
The Pharisees on my page, well welcome to block town
Since gettin' washed out, lil' homie's lost now
My family locked up, this prayer all I got now
We took it from ten and milly, feel like I got no Achilles
You heff and went poppin' pillies 'cause we 'bout to slap 'em silly
Oh, this is the Renaissance, you already know the Dyllie
Cali is getting chilly, for real, ayy
[Chorus: Jon Keith & Miles Minnick]
Welcome to the club, West Indies up
Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love
God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut
So I gotta do it right, California, what's up?
Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up
Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love
God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (Yee!)
I gotta do it right, California, what's up?

[Verse 2: Miles Minnick]
Hey, welcome to your alarm clock, I'ma change the big three
Been busy on D-N-D, bruh, I know you been seein' me
Now you throwin' shots on your IG Live, but they miss me
Now you hate from outside the club when you could've got in for free
Wanna narc out all the way to the border
Call up Rosco but he already know the order
Reppin' West Coast, yeah, way before the Drake beef
Followed God's plan then he seein' where it take me
Pedro resident, young garage rapper
You be chasin' fantasies, you're a mirage-grabber
West Indies club off-limit to all cappers
Caught 'em sneakin' in, they look like they saw Casper
I done turned a dollar to a dream, look what He done to me
Young child of God, and He fought for the custody
It's low-key kinda crazy how they think the street discussin' me
Put my brothers on, now we buzzin' like a honeybee
[Chorus: Jon Keith & Miles Minnick]
Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up (Up)
Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love (Showing love)
God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (In the cut)
So I gotta do it right, California, what's up? (What's up?)
Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up
Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love
God put hands on my life, (Uh, uh), bro, I grew up in the cut (Yee!)
I gotta do it right, California, what's up? (What's up?)