"Pacific Coast Head" lyrics

Hoppin' in the wipp with me on the pacific coast we just left, masse road with bitches from the bread chicks
She said, I never seen hunni thousand cash thought that bitch is kinda fast, lean over and suck this dick
I'm out with the space brown, yes we in this space bitch
This main b truck feels like it's a space ship
A hunni thousand to recall my conversation
Shorty here got minds looking that's a racing

I pray that I've see the gates
Many man made mistakes
I keep losing my mind
Gave love but I got hands
Starring all over my plates
Trying to take away mine

I put this diamonds on me
Bitches on me
Tattoos on me
Designers on me
I put this diamonds on me
Bitches on me
Tattoos on me
Designers on me

Ay peace spicy, copy the dripp they try to be just like me
Bottles and wines they spilling all on up me
Haters smilling thinking someone shoot me
Don't you cry you the reason that they got me
Don't you cry you the reason they pop me
I swear God I don't trust anybody
Cause all this nobody should be somebody
Of me

I pray that I've see the gates
Many man made mistakes
I keep losing my mind
Gave love but I got hands
Starring all over my plates
Trying to take away mine

I put this diamonds on me
Bitches on me
Tattoos on me
Designers on me
I put this diamonds on me
Bitches on me
Tattoos on me
Designers on me