L. A. Mode-PROPHIT P. A. N./BEBOY

L. A. Mode - BEBOY/PROPHIT P. A. N. Five whole runs Shuts pro clubs One no fight One take specific highway Hollywood we're in a deal friend Bro to the hood on mo L A mode I'm on my L A L A L A I'm on my L A L A L A I'm on my L A L A L A I'm on my L A L A L A We got it Paper in the pocket We got it We so into party We got it Hey baby don't start We got it we got it we got it Oh woah and I got the key to the city L A olda fiddy now a fiddy It's a new area you came down the lane We're being old dumbass What's my era My eta fifteen minutes away Pop with palm trees filled oh breeze Weather is harsh sweet cherry is stop And let me buy What's that dropbox hollywood Stunts who's sons no two look alike Hotspots quick in drive Rich neighbors next to fizzing hate us L A's bold in keepin' it plain Put your hands up and grab push out the marine lane Five whole runs Shuts pro clubs One no fight One take specific highway Hollywood we're in a deal friend Bro to the hood on mo la mode I'm on my L A L A L A I'm on my L A L A L A I'm on my L A L A L A I'm on my L A L A L A We got it Paper in the pocket We got it We so into party We got it Hey baby don't start We got it we got it we got it Oh look hannah got the key to the city L A's on my fitty now 'um steady Rollin top down money gone tiddy It get's ugly berry Had to look pretty Pop with palm trees filled o breeze B**ch please back up off these And you tease 'cause you're getting none of these At ease L A's seen like prayer ready L A's notorious but deaf like beggy Beggy's never accepted he's right at the gun Just pull up whole part Yeah according to what dam guitar Eh nice this is the la state of mine Five whole runs Shirts pro clubs One no fight One take specific highway Hollywood we're in a deal friend Bro to the hood on mo la mode I'm on my L A L A L A I'm on my L A L A L A I'm on my L A L A L A I'm on my L A L A L A Yeah and I'm still in the hood In the hood in the hood of the snob And the snobby the snob for a girl back to ugly The blood scripts of polis And I'm still on the black like matt You've given up the credits of war And the hook who she'not of a kind Oh sh*t on my brain got me day dreaming Drifting in the garland We're not the same You're L A fake I am L A real You live in L A I live on LA Like um on lapill slid us to L A feel Feels good never have in rain It's nothing california has to L A steal These have to bore 'ya He's sleak as me he told me to ask us But at least treats us real old cheese in her stalk Even more behind pause That's why we drown hard So we care hollywood star Five old worlds Shirt's pro clubs One no fight One take specific highway Hollywood we're in a deal friend Bro to the hood on mo la mode I'm on my L A L A L A I'm on my L A L A L A I'm on my L A L A L A I'm on my L A L A L A We got it Paper in the pocket We got it We so into party We got it Hey you don't start We got it we got it we got it