Dis Finna Be a Breeze! (feat. Ha Ha Davis)

Okay, out here in Cali
 Smoking on this green that look like Luigi
 I got my Fiji, I'm finna take your girl to the water
 Dis finna be a breeze!
 Yard full of grass, raking up dough
 Still on my shit who I'm makin' it fo?
 House on the hills with the lake in the fron'
 Old ass nigga should be takin' it slow
 So what?
 No, what yo cut ain't mine
 Nigga get up off my line
 I'm back to the basics
 Tracing shit
 Gangbang nigga with the basic shit
 Real P.I. with amazing spits
 So I never ever never have to chase a bitch
 Dig it, and I came wit it
 And your only hoe might get it, admit it
 Locked in, locked out
 Talk shit, get socked out
 See, these is G's
 And this is finna be a breeze
 Yeah, music, please
 Dis finna be a breeze
 And my keys
 And my trees
 Dis finna be a breeze
 Yeah
 Dis finna be a breeze
 Music please
 And my keys
 And my trees
 Picture me sitting in my throne alone
 L.B.C. yeah I'm on the moon
 Zone to zone, I'll roam in Rome
 Solid as a rock, etched in stone
 Retriever, retriever
 Catch the bone
 Big dog, baby
 The rest are clones
 Bass go boom with the baritone
 Clearing shit up like a claritone
 I'm really home, I'm barely gone
 Look at my eyes, I'm really blown
 Peoples is ready for me to rap
 But I just took a whole bone to the neck
 No sweat on the set
 Sprinter van to the jet
 Yeah, music, please
 Dis finna be a breeze
 Yeah, music, please
 Dis finna be a breeze
 And my keys
 And my trees
 Dis finna be a breeze
 Yeah
 Dis finna be a breeze
 Music please
 And my keys
 And my trees
 Fuck, whatchu got me on?
 I thought dis was finna be a breeze
 You got me on my knees begging God, please
 For my soul back
 I'm fried!