Calabasas (Fulfillment) (Feat. Ecco)

Yeah
Toast to the truest moments I've had with you
Not saying I miss 'em I'm just joyful we did it, yeah
Whoa

Let's get it popin' in the mansion
Four bitches and they all looking fantastic, yeah
I'm rolling up some some orange cabinet
Swag feeling like I woke up in Calabasas, whoa
This life is everything that I imagined
Very exclusive nigga we don't hang with rappers, yeah
We doing good if you ask us, yeah
See me ballin' hit the basket, whoa

So baby pour up some
She ain't with the trippin' we do grown up stuff, yeah
So baby pour up some
She ain't with the trippin' we do grown up stuff, whoa
That boy ain't got it rumour has it, yeah
Say he far from where the cash is
But he's appealing to the masses
See myself some I'm on the plane they hope it crashes

She used to, she used to hate that I'm a rapper, yeah
Now she say my voice attractive, yeah
When she see me I look flashy, yeah
When I see her she a catfish, whoa
I said I seen her and she looking like a
Catfish, 'cause I seen her she looks average
So now I'm callin' up a bad bitch
She 21 what she know about a savage?

She twenty, she 21 and she a savage, yeah
Seamen is her favourite beverage yeah
When she with you she fuck for practice, yeah
When she with me she fuck with passion
This life is everything that I imagined
Very exclusive nigga we don't hang with rappers, yeah
We doin' good if you ask us, yeah
See me ballin' hit the basket whoa

So baby pour up some
She ain't with the trippin' we do grown up stuff, yeah
So baby pour up some
She ain't with the trippin' we do grown up stuff, yeah

When she with me she fuck with passion
Yeah, I got her laid out on the mattress
She doing tricks so magic, (poof)
She let me fuck her then I vanish
She let me, pussy super clean vanish, yeah
She rocking with a star Patrick
I got her on the cup and sucking nasty, yeah
That bitch adress me by her leg

Yeah, that bitch eh, that bitch address me as a lady
She with the shit she ain't dressing in the attic
I'm pullin' and now I'm pullin' down her panties
She ain't my daughter but that bitch callin' me daddy
Bring your friend around, yeah I ain't
Trippin' I'm just tryna hold you down, yeah woah
Bring your friend around yeah I ain't
Trippin' I'm just tryna hold you down, yeah woah

This life is everything that I imagined
Very exclusive nigga we don't hang with rappers, yeah
We doin' good if you ask us, yeah
See me ballin' hit the basket, whoa
So baby pour up some
She ain't with the trippin' we do grown up stuff, yeah
So baby pour up some
She ain't with the trippin' we do grown up stuff, yeah

Yeah, I'm just sayin' man I'm just sayin'
If she a freak I might freak her (woah)
Hahaha, I might give her my tens, only if she a ten though