MALIBU (WITH TEE GRIZZLEY & G HERBO)

Ferrari cost six hundred thousand, stop playin' with me

Hundreds with the blue faces, feelin' Nipsey

Louis V briefcases, gettin' tipsy

Keep it with me, it's a murder if a **** tempt me

The streets talkin', you **** know what it do

With some money, I could never imagine you

I be ducked off, I ain't got nothin' to prove

I'm in Malibu with a **** boo

I start a lot of shit 'cause I'm a shit talker

Found out I fucked his bitch 'cause he a stalker

She drink cum like it's water

Bad bitch, ass fatter than Ms. Parker

Maybachs back to back when I'm pullin' up

Paranoid as fuck with the fully tucked

Actin' like he don't bleed, oh, you tough?

Like stuntmans can't die doin' stunts

Trunk in the front, it's a foreign

After the sex, the bitch borin'

Run up a check, I'm goin' tourin'

In my mansion, I got marble floorin'

F8 Spider not your average coupe

I drop the top and throw up the whoop

Big dog, I'm the Blood Snoop

Message to the opps, ****, fuck you

Ferrari cost six hundred thousand, stop playin' with me

Hundreds with the blue faces, feelin' Nipsey

Louis V briefcases, gettin' tipsy

Keep it with me, it's a murder if a **** tempt me

The streets talkin', you **** know what it do (**** know what's up)

With some money, I could never imagine you (Broke-ass ****)

I be ducked off, I ain't got nothin' to prove (At all)

I'm in Malibu with a **** boo (Let's get it)

Don't come to me 'bout no lil' shit, I get M's, **** (Don't do that)

Ice water on me, lonely as Slim, **** (Real ****)

You in your feelings 'bout a bitch, you a bitch, **** (You a ho)

I'm from that city where we hustle 'til we rich, **** (Detroit)

I ain't talkin' seatbelts when I say we ridin' strapped

Lil' bro ain't no producer, but can hit you with them packs

Treat my **** like my brothers, have my front, I got your back

Best prices and quality, fuck with us or go get taxed (Get with us)

We don't want no smoke, we just want more money (Just want more cheese)

I call the whip YG 'cause it was four hundred (4Hunnid)

Ayy, let them **** have the 'net, man, they ain't know nothin'

We control the city, we touch down, it be like homecomin' (Oh yeah)

Blue hundreds, but it's blood money, call him Rich Red (Blood)

Step on ****' heads, all that politickin' shit dead

One day in your city, do a show, then break your bitch bed

Was full of mouth, got his ass popped, now he full of meds

Ferrari cost six hundred thousand, stop playin' with me (Stop playin' with me)

Hundreds with the blue faces, feelin' Nipsey

Louis V briefcases, gettin' tipsy

Keep it with me, it's a murder if a **** tempt me

The streets talkin', you **** know what it do

With some money, I could never imagine you

I be ducked off, I ain't got nothin' to prove

I'm in Malibu with a **** boo (Ayy)

Five summers straight, flipped ten foreigns

I'm still in Bel Air totin' big guns

Hoppin' on flights like I'm on the run

Strip clubs every night 'cause that shit fun

See me blowin' through the light, bust a sharp right

Two-door matte black like The Dark Knight

I pull up, gat sprayin', I ain't Batman

Yellow diamonds, give me head, Ms. Pac-Man (Ayy)

Trap **** send the bucks when the pack land

Spent enough, now she wanna fuck for the bands

White friend wanna fuck me with her black friend

And these hoes can't believe what's the backend

Get the backend, got 'em clappin' in the stands

I just pray to God I don't gotta clap again

Posted on the 'Gram, now I gotta wrap the Benz

Couple more years, I won't have to rap again

Ferrari cost six hundred thousand, stop playin' with me

Hundreds with the blue faces, feelin' Nipsey

Louis V briefcases, gettin' tipsy

Keep it with me, it's a murder if a **** tempt me

The streets talkin', you **** know what it do

With some money, I could never imagine you

I be ducked off, I ain't got nothin' to prove

I'm in Malibu with a **** boo