"Cali & candles" lyrics
Arz & Mozee Lyrics
(It's Q)
My life like a 'mare
I know you won't play it fair
Couldn't walk a mile in these shoes if you had this pair
I run it up, don't need no elevator, darg, I'll take the stairs
I know life ain't fair
I know life ain't fair, so go get it any means
Two pockets full, I can't find these car keys
Two hundred for this top, but this cup cost more
Yo, this lean got me focusing more, I'm on course
This ain't Ombray no more, this Tom Ford
Whole room is smelling like Cali and candles (stinking)
Her arse coming out the hand, she know she a handful (trust)
Two pockets full, money make me move rational (move irrational)
You so practical
She hold on to my cannabis (yeah)
We smoke weed and fuck good, what's the angle? (What's the-)
She got pretty toes, no socks with her sandals (she look sexy)
You so twisted, she love a little scandal
Tell her, "Pass the Rizla," I been fighting hella battles (look)
It's all love, even though we don't get along
It's been a minute, let me bill it up
Them French tips got you looking hella buff
I ain't no regular, I got class like seminar
No odds left, I don't know what I'm betting on
I wanna put you in a ring like a wrestler (yes, yes)
Even though it's been a minute, I ain't giving up (giving up)
Even though we don't talk, we familiar
French tips, she wanna do trips to the French alps (Let's fly)
East boy, but for you, I might check South
And I got bare loud (bare loud)
And she got bare body
I like your hair down, but I like the head sloppy (nasty)
And don't give out that kitty to the next man
I pour another cup before I take my ex back
I got New Era caps, but I don't cap
And you're special, you don't need a wristband
Gucci bucket hat on, I look like your best man
Every other day I'm tryna get it off a SIM card
He ain't got a band to his name, send him off, red card
Listen up, we ain't even got to the best part
Turn me up, I turn her on, the way I dress smart
Hold on, wait, I ain't waiting
Tell 'em catch up, big mistake
My last one tryna switch up, not okay
My main one, she a ride or die any day
It's all love, even though we don't get along
It's been a minute, let me bill it up
Them French tips got you looking hella buff
I ain't no regular, I got class like seminar
No odds left, I don't know what I'm betting on
I wanna put you in a ring like a wrestler
Even though it's been a minute, I ain't giving up (giving up)
Even though we don't talk, we familiar
My life like a 'mare
I know you won't play it fair
Couldn't walk a mile in these shoes if you had this pair
I run it up, don't need no elevator, darg, I'll take the stairs
I know life ain't fair
I know life ain't fair, so go get it any means
Two pockets full, I can't find these car keys
Two hundred for this top, but this cup cost more
Yo, this lean got me focusing more, I'm on course
This ain't Ombray no more, this Tom Ford
Whole room is smelling like Cali and candles (stinking)
Her arse coming out the hand, she know she a handful (trust)
Two pockets full, money make me move rational (move irrational)
You so practical
She hold on to my cannabis (yeah)
We smoke weed and fuck good, what's the angle? (What's the-)
She got pretty toes, no socks with her sandals (she look sexy)
You so twisted, she love a little scandal
Tell her, "Pass the Rizla," I been fighting hella battles (look)
It's all love, even though we don't get along
It's been a minute, let me bill it up
Them French tips got you looking hella buff
I ain't no regular, I got class like seminar
No odds left, I don't know what I'm betting on
I wanna put you in a ring like a wrestler (yes, yes)
Even though it's been a minute, I ain't giving up (giving up)
Even though we don't talk, we familiar
French tips, she wanna do trips to the French alps (Let's fly)
East boy, but for you, I might check South
And I got bare loud (bare loud)
And she got bare body
I like your hair down, but I like the head sloppy (nasty)
And don't give out that kitty to the next man
I pour another cup before I take my ex back
I got New Era caps, but I don't cap
And you're special, you don't need a wristband
Gucci bucket hat on, I look like your best man
Every other day I'm tryna get it off a SIM card
He ain't got a band to his name, send him off, red card
Listen up, we ain't even got to the best part
Turn me up, I turn her on, the way I dress smart
Hold on, wait, I ain't waiting
Tell 'em catch up, big mistake
My last one tryna switch up, not okay
My main one, she a ride or die any day
It's all love, even though we don't get along
It's been a minute, let me bill it up
Them French tips got you looking hella buff
I ain't no regular, I got class like seminar
No odds left, I don't know what I'm betting on
I wanna put you in a ring like a wrestler
Even though it's been a minute, I ain't giving up (giving up)
Even though we don't talk, we familiar
