[Hook]
Don't trip
We dip
Off rip
We bang
We swang, we swang, we swang, we swang (x2)
Cali Rollin', Rollin', Rollin' (x4)
[Verse]
Big blunts and chill vibes
Purple skies that sun rise
Syrup sipping we swang ride
Good weed that lavish life
California that coastin groove
Sunny weather and a bad a** view
OE, with that gin and juice
Cruising slow through them avenues
Pimpin smooth in this b**h
Riding slow that blue whip
Keep a 30 with an extra clip
In case a n***a wanna set trip
In the whip we rolling deep
Rolling fatties in the back seat
Blowing smoke that purple Keef
Kush aroma done got me heem
k**a Cali be the state
The IE is where I stay
All my hittas they don't play
Inglewood Pasadena long beach and through LA
Figueroa , Vermont , Normandy and Hoover that's where all family stay
I got that green, piccolo up in my blunt
They see the fire in my soul I'm burning up
No way you stopping me I'm on a high you can't touch
Volcano in my tonsils now watch ya boy erupt