Don't come to L.A.
Ain't nobody f*****g with me
I go broke, rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo' hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my mama said I shouldn't be
So don't come to L.A.
Ain't nobody f*****g with me
I go broke, rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo' hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my mama said I shouldn't be
So don't come to L.A.
I 'on't give a f*ck who you niggas paying
Who name you saying, you ain't good around here
'Cause y'all niggas f*****g up the rep
Y'all playing with the set, it's really war 'round here
Shit, I'm even having problems in the set
But I'm really from the set, and y'all don't come around here
So when y'all niggas hop off your jet
You better tuck what's on yo' neck and get the f*ck from 'round here
'Cause y'all paying for the lifestyle that's watered down
Bompton, that where I'm from, s**t is not allowed
Y'all out of bounds, keep that out of town s**t out of town
You wasn't banging out of town, it's too late to holla now
(Woah) I'ma get the OGs on board
And press the issues on you suckers, oh Lord
(Woah) or hit you with a price you can't afford
Then catch yo' ass slipping at the BET Awards
So don't come to L.A.
Ain't nobody f*****g with me
I go broke, rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo' hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my mama said I shouldn't be
So don't come to L.A.
Ain't nobody f*****g with me
I go broke, rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo' hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my mama said I shouldn't be
So don't come to L.A.
Don't come to L.A., cuz
Out-of-town niggas watching, wrong words get you sprayed, cuz
This s**t for real, this ain't for play cuz
Lil' homies bustin' missions, ain't a match, you ain't a thang cuz
Don't give a f*ck who you call, nobody scare me
Pirus love me, solo all inside, a rare breed
And shit, I'm coming from a rare breed
Nowadays, these niggas snitching, give you digits off a scared plea
Hold on YG since you came out with BPT (uh-uh)
These niggas think it's cool to come down to the CPT (uh-huh)
Remember back when rappers was scared to come into town
Now it's Hollywood passes, man, this s**t all watered down, damn
A lil' change got you workin' like a slave (fuck)
Pac prolly rollin' in his grave, s**t sad cuz
Ain't no more passes on the set
All you niggas out here f*****g up the west, oh god!
So don't come to L.A.
Ain't nobody f*****g with me
I go broke, rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo' hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my mama said I shouldn't be
So don't come to L.A.
Ain't nobody f*****g with me
I go broke, rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo' hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my mama said I shouldn't be
So don't come to L.A.
First off, this a no-fly zone
If you ain't laying with the chrome, better take your ass home
And get some first of the month, cash the checks and c'mon
Yeah, you better check in if you niggas want room
Look, one call on my phone
My Tiny Locs pull up, put that thing on your dome
Your money, chain and Rollie, 60 seconds, it's gone
Man, I'd rather tax a nigga, f*ck a feature for songs (give it up, buddy)
Run up on 'em like, "Nigga what it C like?"
My niggas on go like 60 green lights
Just got jacked trynna' eat right
When my niggas off drugs, they don't think right
It's a recession man the hood f****d up
If a n***a ain't trippin' got the heat in the club
You walk around like you can't get touched
But JFK was the president and still got his head bust
So don't come to L.A.
Ain't nobody f*****g with me
I go broke, rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo' hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my mama said I shouldn't be
So don't come to L.A.
Ain't nobody f*****g with me
I go broke, rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo' hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my mama said I shouldn't be
So don't come to L.A.
