03 Greedo - Blow-Up Bed lyrics

[Intro: Nef The Pharaoh] 03 Chang Chang [Chorus: Nef The Pharaoh & 03 Greedo] We in the Bay with it, we in LA with it MIA with it, we don't play with it We out in London, we out in Paris California king now, I had an air bed We in the Bay with it, we in LA with it MIA with it, we don't play with it We out in London, we out in Paris California king now, I had an air bed I've been down before, I blew up I was on the blow-up bed Now I'm that n***a from Los Angeles to New York Bay Area to Memphis Tenn, yeah [Verse 1: Nef The Pharaoh] Have you ever had s** with a pharaoh? I share hoes, she say her last n***a was a scarecrow Me and Greedy Greed back to back in Sprinter Benz It's 2018, it's 'bout time that they let some n***as win My body tatted and my pa**port matchin' I'm addicted to traveling, I'm an airport addict You just 21, you is not no savage I am stackin' for them days, I am not gon' have it I'ma pull a drakey out the bag, f** a rabbit Now watch him get to hoppin' like a bunny when I clap it I be overseas, you ain't never left Cali At the shows with the Queen Bey and I met Khaled I'm booked, ain't no more room on my calender This Hellcat'll burn the f** out your Challenger High school dropout, I ain't graduate But I got rich, fed my family, then my n***as ate [Chorus: Nef The Pharaoh & 03 Greedo] We in the Bay with it, we in LA with it MIA with it, we don't play with it We out in London, we out in Paris California king now, I had an air bed We in the Bay with it, we in LA with it MIA with it, we don't play with it We out in London, we out in Paris California king now, I had an air bed I've been down before, I blew up I was on the blow-up bed Now I'm that n***a from Los Angeles to New York Bay Area to Memphis Tenn, yeah [Verse 2: 03 Greedo] Fives, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds b**h you ain't the one I want, I wanted Shoot your shot, the chopper hold a hundred AR-15 drummin' Look here b**h I don't give a f** about no good hair b**h We can get some money out some good head b**h I just keep on sayin' it's a good year b**h I been blowin' up like a Goodyear blimp But n***a don't tempt me I'ma squeeze my finger on the chopper 'til it's empty Know I keep that Bun B, rest in peace Pimp C If UGK, best be ridin' dirty with me I feel like a legend, got some time to do in Texas I can't make a statement, guess they just don't get the message Smokin' lines, sippin' lean, know that line ain't hit the 'znie Just sendin' them tracks out of town, address it [Chorus: Nef The Pharaoh & 03 Greedo] We in the Bay with it, we in LA with it MIA with it, we don't play with it We out in London, we out in Paris California king now, I had an air bed We in the Bay with it, we in LA with it MIA with it, we don't play with it We out in London, we out in Paris California king now, I had an air bed I've been down before, I blew up I was on the blow-up bed Now I'm that n***a from Los Angeles to New York Bay Area to Memphis Tenn, yeah