MALIBU HILLS

Malibu Hills, I'm in the past, tryna get bands All of my friends say that I'm not Up to the challenge I'm high up in the sky Getting faded, all of my bitches are famous You talkin' shit You ain't gonna make it Malibu Hills, I'm in the city Getting this cash, you on a pill I'm from the past, you losing control I'm going up fast Them bitches are quick to get risky I'm just tryna go out to the city Book a private jet flight to Miami 100k in my stash, no worries I be whipping this bitch, this phantom Spend all my money, you having a tantrum Tryna quit smoking, I got me a fandom A lot of bitches be looking for ransoms All of that shit piling up, gotta pick it up Put it back where it was without having a fit Tryna get me some gold, where I come from Money be quick to go up, but then vanish Yeah Malibu Hills, I'm in the past, tryna get bands All of my friends say that I'm not Up to the challenge I'm high up in the sky Getting faded, all of my bitches are famous You talkin' shit You ain't gonna make it I ain't rocking' with bitches, they cynical Taking shots straight out the bottle, get into it Me and her under the covers, get intimate Straight out of Cali, that bitch is inanimate Whole lotta rhythm we fuckin', she downing that bottle Three shots of what's in it, she pour it like syrup That bitch ain't a model, she tryna get wicked, I'm pushing the throttle She already finished I'm starting my car Taking off I'm already two miles down the road She try calling I'm leaving her ass fucking far behind All of my lean on the side Me and her we just different I sip couple shots she don't know what she missing Whole lotta feds, when she take off she screaming, Get in! I pull off to the side, now she throwing a fit I get my bands up, I'm in a phantom Looking for ransoms, not tryna get handled I'm with your bitch and we fucking Till day turn to dawn She mowing my lawn Not talking bout' grass This partying shit Got me off the gas I'm in a fandom Whipping a phantom