CART. & Twentyfour & Giano - Let em Know Lyrics

Hold up, wait a minute roll another blunt
Grind it up and roll up it's California kush
Hold up, wait a minute roll another blunt
Grind it up and roll up it's California kush
Roll it up, smoke it up, pass it up, Ugh
Just spent 10 bands on these brand new white shoes
If you don't like, me, boooy it's cool ugh
Stop showing off in them nikey shoes
Red bottoms blue faces that's all we see
That's all we see
Imma do it my way if you ain't f*ckin with me
Then get out my way
What you doin lil nigga why you running for
I got a Choppa in my left and he hungry for (YOU)
Ring, ring, ring hotline bling
All I see is ma Money Cat_ching
And ma iPhone keep ringing
And my bank won't stop singing
I'm spending my money on these Jimmy choos
Choises don't know Wich ones I should choose
That fendi, that prada, and that Gucci to
Bitch look at me when I'm talking to you
Hold up, wait a minute roll another blunt
Grind it up and roll up it's California kush
Hold up, wait a minute roll another blunt
Grind it up and roll up it's California kush
I took the shots am the shooter
Gave the bitch the blessings jahova
Y'all want some beef bring it over
I'ts hot in this bitch its an oven
I'm getting high on this kush feel like am out of ma senses i fly with the pigeons in the air
Down on this bitch speeding up with no latency
I cry for ma niggas in the pen
Births on the trees, i got birds in the pen
Nigga in the cemetery all he wanted was a benz
I'll be on that cali kush and it f*cking up ma head
I just say it how i feel nigga f*ck all your debate shit
Spend a hunned on the vans yeah they getting mad
I'll be smoking getting high feel like peterpan
I got problems i gat pain i will never share
Yeah that pussy only mine that could never change