[Verse 1]

Ay, we ain't gon' talk about it, you can't walk around it

So if you bout it, nigga shout it, try to be the loudest

Lost my mind and then I found it, got money to count it

Pull up and it be crowded, they got me surrounded

My mind is hella clouded, smoking hella ounces

We be on hella mountains, 'cause we be smoking loud

They know the sound, they know the West, how I go hold it down

It's going down, forgot my shit so I'ma turn around

Tell her to turn around I fucking let her wear my crown

She wasn't down, she was a hound and she can't wear it now

She wearing hand-me-downs, and she can't stand me now

Unless we fucking bitch shut up and pull them panties down

I used to hate 'em but them haters come in handy now

They sweet like candy now it's all fine and dandy now

Shit, I'll probably start a family now

I'm happy now, and I ain't never leaving Cali' now

Let's bring it back around, it ain't no backing down

I ain't now, I'm pulling up my khakis now

Behind them cameras now, hurry up and snap it now

Throw up the West against my chest and watch me crack a smile

[Verse 2]

Now we in Amsterdam, with a handicam

Pass the grams getting head from a nasty fan

This bitch is nasty man I told her I'm a family man

I like 'em fancy man, I only like 'em classic man

We out here acting bad, know how to have a blast

This bitch got ass and she ain't fast she always hauling gas

I'm lost in all this cash, shopping and popping tags

My niggas is dropping all this trash, shit it ain't gon' last

I'm with my comrades, they all rags and haul bad

Paid the shit in all cash, I'm 'bout to scrape up y'all flag

Yeah, and I ain't tripping off these rappers cause they all fast

And they dressing up in all drag, nigga