We can run a bag all night
We can run a bag all night
Tell em where we at left side on the
Map, got MzTaylorMadeeee on the
California where we ride out
Get socked up in your mouth
Yea nigga thought he was all about
That real shit till he seen a real
Told that lil nigga to squabble up
Watch what you say about the state
Cuz your face can fuck around start
Bruising niggas losing cuz they
Give a fuck nigga I aim to buss
From Lompoc all the way to Napa
Nigga the whole state be vibing
You know who be hating like a bitch
We can run a bag all night
We can run a bag all night
Aye it's Westside lil bitch
Throw your hands in the air
When you dance make em trip
The home of the bloods and crips
Prolly fucking on ya bitch
Aye it's Westside lil bitch
Throw your hands in the air
When you dance make em trip
The home of the bloods and crips
Prolly fucking on ya bitch
Been a real one since baby strollers
I'll K.Dot control ya soldiers when
Proceed to roll up and smoke you out
If I go dumb in 4K ya gone feel like
They said the Westside falling, how
Shìt Fresno to L.A. like we all in
Saying fuck what you say cuh
The meal of the day was an
Middle finger to contenders
Step to the coast be a ghost
Get remember by the shit you boast
Gone with the wind like December
To be known in your bitch home
Since you deep gone in your feelings
We can run a bag all night
We can run a bag all night
We can run a bag all night
We can run a bag all night