dodger blue (feat. Wallie the Sensei, Siete7x & Roddy Ricch)

Ooh

Ooh

White diamonds, 2 a.m., she wildin'

Bitches sick, got their stomach in her comments

What school you went to? Gardena, Compton

Westchester, King-Drew, then we function

Lil' nigga, but that dog in me, that's on top

On my kids, I'll sock you niggas up

Have you ever took a fade and ran three more back to back?

Oh, you haven't? Then shut the fuck up and keep it rap

Gah, gah, gah

Bitch, I'm from the Land

Don't say you hate L.A. when you don't travel past the ten

Am I trippin'? Yes, I am

Meditate over some money, I see Franklin, I find zen

Bitch, I'm from the Land

Don't say you hate L.A., but live in L.A. and pretend

My neck on Tarantino, Alejandro, Spike Lee

Just know you took the scenic route if you stand by me, stupid

So fly in this bitch

50 on me, don't die tryin' and shit (ooh-ooh)

You know I'm up and down when I slide in this bitch

Dreamers and the Jets outside in this bitch

Westside, get the money, yeah, that's fo' sho'

Streets don't love you, better respect the code

Ain't no sleepin' in on Sunday

If it's 'bout the money, then my niggas on go

When I walk in, oh yeah, bring that

It's unanimous, how I pop shit

When I walk in, hos better get in check

You're lookin' at a bad bitch, nothin' less

Walk, walk, walk, walk

Walk, walk, walk, walk

Tip, toe, pivot, walk

Tip, toe, pivot, walk

Ooh, don't take it personal

You won't be the first to know

Just might be the first to go

Just might be, ooh

Don't take it personal

You won't be the first to know

Just might be the first to go

Just might be