Moneybagg Yo – Back from Cali Lyrics

Moneybagg Yo – Back from Cali Lyrics
Back from Cali
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    "Back from Cali." - Moneybagg Yo

    Album: Federal Reloaded
    Track No: 09
    Hey, I'm fresh off the plane, just got back from Cali
    Hoes say we the best, just like DJ Khaled
    It's karats in my watch, I'm like, "Fuck a salad"
    I put karats on my bitch, and wasn't fucked up 'bout it
    One thing about it, I'm never fucked up 'bout it, hey
    One thing about it, I'm never fucked up 'bout it, hey
    One thing about it, I'm never fucked up 'bout it, hey
    My **** ridin' for life, they like pegs on bikes
    If my shoes can talk, they'll say Christian Lou's with the spikes
    Flooded out my Jesus piece just 'cause I believe in Christ
    Don't fuck with you **** like dykes
    Shootin' movies back to back like Spike
    Got-got-got a call from LA, Akon said they tryna fly me there
    Arrived at LAX, 8:40 AM, fresh out the air
    You **** worser than these bitches
    Man, stay out your feelin's
    E-even though I'm like 6' 3", I just sold a bale of midget
    Bought her a pair of Giuseppes
    Shawty turned out to be messy, I wasn't fucked up bout it
    Still burnt the head, after I get through it
    Then just like the car, she'll be outtie
    Your jewelry be cloudy, I fucked up a check on my shit, no doubty
    No limit with money, I'm Master P with it, I'm 'bout it
    Hey, I'm fresh off the plane, just got back from Cali
    Hoes say we the best, just like DJ Khaled
    It's karats in my watch, I'm like "Fuck a salad"
    I put karats on my bitch, and wasn't fucked up 'bout it
    One thing about it, I'm never fucked up 'bout it, hey
    One thing about it, I'm never fucked up 'bout it, hey
    One thing about it, I'm never fucked up 'bout it, hey
    One thing about it, I'm never fucked up 'bout it, hey
    I'm in LA like I'm Kobe
    If you don't know me, don't approach me
    I'm on that fuck shit like Sosa
    I send them goons and its over
    I'm in the white and red Rover
    That bitch look like a peppermint
    Told that bitch "Hop in"
    She want to lie like she celibate
    What you mean, I ain't never heard
    Where I'm goin, where they said I couldn't go
    Turned the knob up just a lil' more now
    That my time, word from the Rollie watch
    I'm sippin' that Actavis raw
    She like "Hold up, hold up, don't kill yourself"
    I reply "Worry bout your own health"
    'Cause bitch, I'ma die by my damn self
    I'm sippin' this shit till its nothin' left
    I got them bitches like Hugh Hefner
    I'm slammin' P's like Shawn Kemp
    Swimmin' in money like Michael Phelps
    Your bitch wanna marry a king like Coretta
    While you tryna impress her
    Made two plays and went bought me a Rollie with bezels
    Coulda copped me a Tesla, for real
    Hey, hey, I'm fresh off the plane, just got back from Cali
    Hoes say we the best, just like DJ Khaled
    It's karats in my watch, I'm like "Fuck a salad"
    I put karats on my bitch, and wasn't fucked up 'bout it
    One thing about it, I'm never fucked up 'bout it, hey
    One thing about it, I'm never fucked up 'bout it, hey
    One thing about it, I'm never fucked up 'bout it, hey
    One thing about it, I'm never fucked up 'bout it, hey

    Writer(s): Moneybagg Yo.

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