King Fantastic - Los Angeles International lyrics

Beach bunny and beer getting the smack down Sound of waves crashing faintly in the background Empty bottle of tequila by my flip-flops Half-ounce of mega bomb in the ziplock I do the southern Cali cool sh** with ease dude You won’t catch me wild n’ out that ain’t my steez dude I try to live my life blowing in the breeze dude So if life’s a b**h I keep her on her knees dude I’m in my pretty car knocking shottay Using a Fatburger cup as my ashtray I got a text from my young b**h in Bowling Hills Said they’re warming up the pool and I should come chill Said she’d been sipping on mimosas since she woke up And it’s been a while since she had that slow f** Said she’d make it worth my time if I show up n***a I wanna be me when I grow up I’m a LAX kind of n***a p**y eating slow s** kind of n***a Not the one you wanna test kind of n***a Los Angelino I’m the best kinda of n***a One time for the West Coast Two times for California Three times for the City of the Angels Carne Asada and Corona I don’t know sh** about bottle service But I pop bottles at bonfires I’m smoking on fluffy sitting with Buffy I met her in Venice walking her puppy You look at that ocean and that’s infinity It’s all that it’s been and all it’s gonna be Every inch of this city caught in my memory From the Northridge dorms to elementary When I was wasting away in the penitentiary I was missing my city and she was missing me But now I’m home and she’s giving me all her energy The King is back let’s sing to that [ xxx ] [ xxx ] I grew up on the beach homie I don’t get impressed by those shiny things