A$AP Rocky - R-Cali lyrics

[Verse 1] n***as pistol-poppin' like it's 1999 I was nine, maybe ten, then again, never mind Press rewind, back in time Before rappers droppin' dimes Trap or die, choppin' pies With clichés all in they rhymes [Hook 1] Now it's Gucci, Prada and anything designer Money, power, the whole enchilada Commas, dollas, the greens and the guava They serve you to your flocka If you disrespect that blocka, blocka [Verse 2] Choppas on eavesdroppers f** these choppas, I'm about it Grindin' like 2Pac or Biggie Poppa Yeah, you outer, but I'm hotter Car jackin', pistol-packin' Mothaf**in' choppers clappin' Metal jacket, automatic magazines, head-on traffic Fenders smashin', windows crashin' Pants saggin', f** your fashion Yeah, a n***a run Manhattan Back in Cali's where it happen [Hook 2] They fit Gucci, Escada and anything designer Groupies, poppers, they all gonna swallow It was probably the robbers The goons and the goblins They hatin' a lot, medulla oblongata [Bridge] From New York to San Andreas And all around the world Going back to Cali Yeah, yeah, going back to Cali New York to San Andreas I'm screaming, "f** the world!" I'm going back to Cali Yeah, yeah, going back to Cali, uh [Interlude] [Verse 3] Maserati, like Atari With no car keys, push to start it New Bugatti, two Bugattis Testarossa, blue Ferrari Lamborghini, system bumpin' Me no worried; Rastafari This the hardest, supersonic Systematic, too retarded New Versace, new apartment Bigger closet, newer carpet Hit departments, cooler garments Set my goal up, new accomplish Shootin' targets, you the target Movin' targets, new accomplice k**ed the game and still regardless Beat the charges, do the honors