CALIFORNIA ROCK (FEAT. PROPHET)

Worldwides my reach The cups full of magic Sex on the beach 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 mother fu*kers Party party like the black eyed ps All the people people Drink this shit we gone 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 Hot hot hot Tokyo beats bumping out She tryna turn me on Hot hot hot beats pop popping out Till the Cali sun burns it out It’s a 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 Angels 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 #1 spot that’s the plan Let me see your fucking hands