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Testo Cali King - Lil Tracy

Testo della canzone Cali King (Lil Tracy), tratta dall'album Designer Talk 2

Ayy, Xz, you fye

I got three freaks on a Cali king (On a Cali king), huh

He on a twin bed with some dirty sheets (Some dirty sheets)

I spent fifty-five hundred, I told 'em to keep the receipt (Fifty-five hundred)

Had a dream I was rapping inside of the booth, I work in my sleep (Let's go)

Yeah, he don't wanna get rich, he want clout, yeah (He want clout, yeah)

You say you run it up, then why you on the couch? Yeah (Why the fuck you on the couch? Yeah)

Shout-out to my accountant (Accountant)

I swear to God, I woke up to like forty thousand (Let's go)

A Cali king inside my room, I could fit all your hoes (Fit all your hoes)

I put diamonds on my tooth, don't hide my smile no more (Hide my smile no more)

Put my dick inside her gut, she sing the highest note (Hit the highest note)

Yeah, them hating niggas talk, but they on silent mode

Why these niggas flexing for the 'gram? (Why?)

Knowing damn well he could use a helping hand (A helping hand)

I'm not tryna stunt, but my belt cost more than your pants

I make these niggas sick, get some medicine for that man (Get some medicine for that man)

I jumped on a plane, I'm in first-class on the way to go pick up some guap (Guap)

No cap, I just got me a big bag, used to put money right in my sock (Right in my sock)

I really don't care 'bout your bitch ass, you can hate on me all that you want

I know you broke and your bitch trash, need to take that bitch out to the dump (Woo)

I'm runnin' shit like a president, counting dividends (Counting dividends)

Yeah, I'm tired of the bitches, want a princess (Want a princess)

I'm too smart, bitch, I probably could've went to Princeton (Princeton)

Balling hard, bitch, I probably could play for the Pistons (For the Pistons, woo)

I got three freaks on a Cali king (On a Cali king), huh

He on a twin bed with some dirty sheets (Some dirty sheets)

I spent fifty-five hundred, I told 'em to keep the receipt (Fifty-five hundred)

Had a dream I was rapping inside of the booth, I work in my sleep (Let's go)

Yeah, he don't wanna get rich, he want clout, yeah (He want clout, yeah)

You say you run it up, then why you on the couch? Yeah (Why the fuck you on the couch? Yeah)

Shout-out to my accountant

I swear to God, I woke up to like forty thousand (Forty thousand)

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Writer(s): Jazz Butler, Timothy Digsby
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