But now they stand around waiting for the big drop
Gettin' fly, gettin' high for you and I.T.Y.
RIP Big IB, raise your blunts to the sky
verse
Hit Vermont, frontin' like it's still my old haunt
No car, no metro, just my Air Force 1's
Beverly Centre, crips on wheels
Cahuenga Boulevard, Bones always had the pills
pre-chorus
L.A. ('cause we get, get, get it right)
Where we have nothing to lose
L.A. (yeah, we did, did, did it right)
L.A. 97'
chorus
Baby bang, bang, bang
Dodging drive-bys ain't the same
Blunts in carpool lanes
Before these kids were on cocaine
chorus
Baby bang, bang, bang
Dodging drive-bys ain't the same
Blunts in carpool lanes
Before these kids were on cocaine
bridge
Ay, ay, just kids in California
Ay, ay, just don't forget it
Ay, ay, just kids in California
Ay, ay, just don't forget it
outro
Listen man
I wish we could still go down to Benito's and get one of those burritos
Aw man, late night
That was the only place open late
Always was so high, I don't remember any of it
outro
That weed was shitty weed too, man
I can't believe that's what we smoked back then
I got more high off that weed than I do off the good weed now, man
I wish we could just get stoned and go to Beverly Centre
And do some crazy ass shit
Writer(s): Henri Jouni Kristian Lanz, William Robert Rappaport, Gideon Oakley Black, Nicholas Michael Black, Keeley Osborn Bumford, Vincent Teoule, Axel Rondeau