WHAT HAPPEND IN SANTA MONICA

Pill bottles
Foreign models
Fucked the daughter
And the momma
At the house
Without a condom
Left the kids up on
The couch
And counter
After that I drunk some
Hennessy
To drown my problems
To the doctor
What's a Opera to
A chopper
Altercation stopper
You a rookie on the roster
I'm a popping pussy popper
Nigga they know

WHAT THE FUCK
HAPPENED IN
SANTA MONICA
NIGGA LETS
TALK ABOUT IT

(YEAH)

Niggas, riches, bitches
(Yeah)
Ass and Titties hit yo misses
(Yeah)
In the five Percentage tinted
(Yeah)
Windows on my granny
Honda Civic
(Yeah)
Pussy wetter then a popeys biscuit
(Yeah)
Wit some lemonade
(Yeah)

Nigga back down
Pick the Mac up
(Yeah)
Put em back down
Two W's and a E
(Right)
Sniffing smack down
She a Ratchet with
Her ass out
(Yeah)
With her face down
And her ass up
(Okayy)
And her bestfriendit's a package
Got me laughing
(Alright)
Cause her boyfriend In a casket
And I'm clapping her ass
(Yeah)
In the backyard
At her dads house
(Yeah)
And the Neighbors kids
Seen me start recording
(Okayy)

Damn it's a Façade
Look at my rims
Look at my ride
It's clean then a bitch
You cannot lie
Look at my bitch
She shaking yah pride
You can go run
But you cannot hide
Your faith in my hands
You thinking im god
But I am not god
I am the nigga that's fucking
Your bitch while we
Counting the stars
In SANTA MONICA nigga
(YEAH)

Look how I pull up
Just like a chef
When I cook up
My name not
Superman
I can't save a bitch
(Yeah)
Because I ran into
Kryptonite
(Yeah)
I'm to Decisive
Grab a group of guys
And shoot the rifles
(Yeah)
Momma crying
News reply to open
(Yeah)
Eyes of supervisors
Stop the violence
(Yeah)
Grab the Bible
And pray for a nigga
Know it ain't safe
For a nigga