CALIFORNIA GIRLS

[Intro]
Bitch, I'm wit' my guys, fly as fuck (Fly as fuck)
I was wit' my bitch, high as fuck (High as fuck)
I was wit' my bitch, high as fuck (High as fuck)
I was wit' my bitch, high as fuck

[Chorus]
I was wit' my bitch, high as fuck
Bitch, I'm wit' my guys, fly as fuck (Fly as fuck)
My bitch like bitches, she bi' as fuck
Can't hang with him, it's giving fake as fuck (Woah)

[Verse]
Doin' too much (Oh)
Sit the fuck down, lil' n***a, you ain't e'en got no cash
I got a bad lil' bitch, she gon' bounce that ass
Diamonds all on my wrist, that shit look like glass
When I was in school, I was always good at math (School)
'Cause I love that money, I like to count it out (Let's go)
Yessirski, I'm finna cop me a Phantom
Keep up my flow like I'm Santa
I'm thinkin' 'bout fuckin' on Anna
She eating me out like banana
Vivienne Westwood all on my neck
Got that baby tee all on my chest
Told her, "Come talk to me", I wanna text
Hollup, bitch, you know I want sex
Hollup, bitch, I really want it
Ion give a fuck, I might grab my lil' TEC
[Chorus]
I was wit' my bitch, high as fuck
Bitch, I'm wit' my guys, fly as fuck (Fly as fuck)
My bitch like bitches, she bi' as fuck
Can't hang with him, it's giving fake as fuck

[Verse 2]
Bitch, I need that buss down, I ain't worried 'bout the time
Ho, gеt on yo' knees, that's when I call you a dime
I guess I ain't likе her, I'm still gon' be fine
She fuckin' with the Nine, she say that I'm one of a kind
Durag on my head, tryna protect my dreads
She do what I say, she know what I said