King Fantastic - Los Angeles International lyrics
rate me(Intro)
Yuh, yeah)
(Verse)
Beach bunny and beer gettin' the smack down
Sound of waves crashin' faintly in the background
Empty bottle of tequila by my flip-flops
Half ounce of mega bomb in da ziploc
I do the southern Cali cool shit with ease, dude
You won’t catch me whylin' out, that ain't my steez, dude
I'm tryna live my life blowing in the breeze, dude
So if life’s a bitch I keep her on her knees, dude
I’m in my pretty car knockin' Shotay
Usin' a Fatburger cup as my ashtray
I got a text from my young bitch in Bowling Hills
Said they’re warmin' up the pool and I should come chill
See, she been sippin' on Mimosas since she woke up
And it’s been a while since she had that slow fuck
Said she’d make it worth my time if I show up
Nigga, I wanna be me when I grow up!
(Hook x2)
I’m a L.A.-X kinda nigga
Pussy eatin', slow sex kinda nigga
Not the one ya wanna test kinda nigga
Los Angelino, I’m the best kinda nigga
(Post-Hook x2)
One time fo' the West Coast
Two times fo' California
Three times fo' the City of the Angels
Carne Asada and Corona
(Verse 2)
I don’t know shit 'bout bottle service
But I pop bottles at bonfires
I’m smokin' on fluffy sittin' with Buffy
I met 'er in Venice walkin' 'er puppy
Ya look at that ocean and that’s infinity
It’s all that it’s been and all that it’s gonna be
Erry inch of this city caught in my memory
From the Northridge dorms to elementary
When I was wastin' away in a penitentiary
I was missin' my city and she was missin' me
But now I’m home and she’s givin' me all 'er energy
The King is back, let’s sing to that
(Interlude)
Viviendo la vida como
? the king of kings
I grew up on the beach, homie
I don’t get impressed by them shiny things
(Hook x2)
I’m a L.A.-X kinda nigga
Pussy eatin', slow sex kinda nigga
Not the one ya wanna test kinda nigga
Los Angelino, I’m the best kinda nigga
(Outro)
We ain't on that Hollywood bullshit
That's outta town, that's for tourists
Hipster livin' for the transplants
West Side livin' for the pure risk
