Young Scooter - Cali lyrics

[Intro] [Hook] OG bags from Cali (OG, OG) Going back to Cali (I'm going, I'm going) I am not a rapper (uhuh uhuh) I got OG bags from Cali (OG, OG) OG bags from Cali (OG, OG) Going back to Cali (I'm going, I'm going) I am not a rapper (uhuh uhuh) I got OG bags from Cali (OG, OG) I got OG bags from Cali, OG bags from Cali n***a OG bags from Cali, OG bags from Cali n***a OG bags from Cali, OG bags from Cali And I am not a rapper [Verse: Gucci Mane] Sun Valley to Cali, went from huaraches to Bally Pop your p**y for papi, she put a break in the bust Gave her three bricks of the heron and told her act like you're pregnant I eat roxys for breakfast Plug in Cali not Texas I've got a girl that could tote it Airport it, she float it It's way less risk than the postal She fake it, act like she blowed it Got a connect on the open More power than Oprah I got 500 OG's in the game, task force don't even know it Man I'm a wiz with the dope I'm plug with the smoke I'm tryna' lock down the city then I'mma lock down the coast And I'm El Chapo with the choppas Knock the meat out your taco And I'm in Scooter durango I got 20 rectangle [Hook] [Verse 2: Young Scooter] Money, walking in my Bally, smoking on a pound of Cali OG kush that's all I smoke That blue dream bullsh** you can have it Ran off on my plug from Cali He was doing too much camping [?] had to work my magic Put 448 in every wrapper n***a that's what a pound weigh Swag, bells and bricks of yay 10 inch blunts, we roll em up the long way Yea, I'm smoking on that California I got some gutter b**hes, most of my b**hes foreign Yea, I wake up count my money every morning Got a house full of ga** but ain't no stoves homie We got cheap cheap prices, jug house rolling Racks stacked to the ceiling, banks came for it [Hook] [Outro]