[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