California King Lyrics

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It's gonna be kayak everyday for us fools

That's right

Be like, Hey you know what day it is today

We'll be like, Monday

No

It ain't Monday

It's gonna be kayak day everyday

Birds and the bees

Plant a seed, grow a tree

Dry hot sand on your cold wet feet

I'm a California king

And I'm chilling at the beach

Take me to the mountains

Homie that's my niche

Better than the fountains

Where the drug fiends itch

I don't make music cuz I wanna get rich

Even though I will cuz my flow so sick

Stealing all the ladies, I just took your chick

Killing all the pussy like a pimp John Wick

Climbing to the top

And I ain't gon stop

Running through the trees

When I'm ducking from the cops

Pine needle feet with my eyes bloodshot

Smoking on gas watching out for the ops

Stupid ass bitch

You can't even spell suck my fucking dick

You fucking pile of fucking garbage

Elevated

Four thousand in the valley

Soaking up sun

Got a snake skin baddie

Boats on the lake all day

No capping

Throw a body in and nobody know it happen

Sage brush meadow in the wind cause havoc

Dirty dust devil coming at you automatic

Long ass road, hold the phone I'm manic

Ima bug out like some TV static

Sticks and stones might break your bones

But you can't go home until your mind get blown

California King on a mountain top throne

And I got my queen so I never sit alone

California King

Tell me what you heard about it

What you know bout me

What you know cause damage

And damage cause pain

But my soul you can't have it

Got demons inside

But I kill 'em like a habit

I just wanna die happy

I just want a halo

I wanna get high

Fly like an angel

I got to get right lord save my soul

Bless my life, keep me straight on the road

My women so fine and she love me I know

When she walk in everything go slow

Spent my whole life climbing out of this whole

And you pick me up, hope you never let go

And fuck that pussy that called me Joe

Get off my dick

Don't hit up my hoe

Name drop shit

Boy wanna get low

I can't breathe

So smoking gotta go

Elevated

4 thousand in the valley

Soaking up sun

Got a snake skin baddie

Boats on the lake all day

No cappin

Throw a body in and nobody know it happen

Sage brush meadow in the wind cause havoc

Dirty dust devil coming at you automatic

Long ass road, hold the phone I'm manic

Ima bug out like some TV static

Sticks and stones might break your bones

But you can't go home until your mind get blown

California King on a mountain top throne

And I got my queen so I never sit alone

Sticks and stones might break your bones

But you can't go home until your mind get blown

California King on a mountain top throne

And I got my queen so I never sit alone

Hey

Is this shit on

Turn on the microphone

Turn this fucking shit on

Look, k

So, so there was this one time

Right

Way back in the day

Way back in the fucking day

I used to hang out with women bruh

Ya know

We started talking about boats

We started talking about boats

And uh

She's like, So hey, what size you fucking got in that boat

And I was like hey, yeah

Sorry for the language mom

I love you