Calabasas by King Melik Lyrics

[Intro: SKIT]

Aw shit
Hey, yeah- uh, I heard the shower running
Yeah
I was just gonna step out for a minute or two, uh
Go to the studio
Yeah Ima say a couple things
Hold on
Write a couple words, feel a beat
Ima be back in a couple hours, I got you

[Hook]

Louie V carpet all up in my room
Now I can’t wait to go back home
I peep lil shawty right up from the jump
Now a young nigga up breaking her backbone

I’m in the studio cooking some hits
A young nigga feelin like Garçon
Got so much money and problems
They asking for guala
I’m bringing a bag home
I’m in the booth with some Gucci pajamas
She wanna stay in my crib in Calabasas
I’ve been up praying for this like a pastor
Had to stay focused, ignored all the chatter

Give me my check on a hard golden platter
I saw my ex and that ass getting fatter
Paid her a visit then I’m leaving right after
She asked if I loved her or not
Said the latter

[Verse 1: King Melik]

That fufu lame shit
We ain’t wit it
We throwing shots
At your fitted

I just told Juanie
“We chasing a mill”
He told me that
“We gone get it”

Came a long long way
From the trenches
I ain’t do a lot of shit I can’t mention
Now we popping out
Polo, Givenchy
I got old hittas
So do not tempt me
I had to pull up in a bentley
Keep my windows tinted
Can’t see me
Love to fill these niggas with envy
Yo baby in my dm she friendly

Real friendly
She a friend to me
One of many though, girlfriends to me
And her dress so revealing
And we been gone
Off the Hennessy

[Hook]

Louie V carpet all up in my room
Now I can’t wait to go back home
I peep lil shawty right up from the jump
Now a young nigga up breaking her backbone

I’m in the studio cooking some hits
A young nigga feelin like Garçon
Got so much money and problems
They asking for guala
I’m bringing a bag bag bag
I’m in the booth with some Gucci pajamas
She wanna stay in my crib in Calabasas
I’ve been up praying for this like a pastor
Had to stay focused, ignored all the chatter

Give me my check on a hard golden platter
I saw my ex and that ass getting fatter
Paid her a visit then I’m leaving right after
She asked if I loved her or not
Said the latter

[Verse 2: MK]

I put on a Gucci scraf uh
It’s getting real chilly outside
We get in the house by 9
I cook up some food drinking wine
I pull her real close to the side
I talk in her ear said you mines
She said “baby you first in line”
This a roller coaster hope you enjoy the ride

I gotta go back home
I’m out here to visit
You don’t gotta worry it was so good delicious exquisite
They don’t gotta know what we did
You’re the only the witness
Palm trees by the crib in the hills
She wanna live in it

[Hook]

Louie V carpet all up in my room
Now I can’t wait to go back home
I peep lil shawty right up from the jump
Now a young nigga up breaking her backbone

I’m in the studio cooking some hits
A young nigga feelin like Garçon
Got so much money and problems
They asking for guala
I’m bringing a bag home

I’m in the booth with some Gucci pajamas
She wanna stay in my crib in Calabasas
I’ve been up praying for this like a pastor
Had to stay focused, ignored all the chatter

Give me my check on a hard golden platter
I saw my ex and that ass getting fatter
Paid her a visit then I’m leaving right after
She asked if I loved her or not
Said the latter