[Intro - Testing one, two, and YB [Verse 1 - Ya Lock down, time to make my block California on twenty four hour now It's finna take baby, hot style Yeah the county Konvict got the rock now I hear the rumors saying that I popped now Like they never heard a hood nigga with a hot I got the to birds, and the block now Old bitches want to holler at me I'm hot now I got a new bitch sitting in my now on the radio, album about to drop now Music in California, living proof Ya Boy, the Roc, Konvict, it do? I been had what other niggas getting to your girl home, and make her earn all them Jimmy Choos I you like heat, it's hot in the kitchen boo Do you service? Am I getting through? [Chorus - Hey, I know you we got the drop now supplying niggas around the clock now Getting money and we forced to put the down down, Glock down And we all the pipes now And I can get to this lifestyle No more spending all my cash trying to fight It's on down Because victory is all mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, victory is all mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine [Verse 2 - Ya Another watch, chain, another charm copped Time to wake these up like alarm clocks I see them so we got to keep the arms cocked I'm the CA on storm watch It's to get ugly, no Whoopi Gold Superstar, in the kitchen whipping O's it to my youngins, call me when you get it gone Fuck a rap nigga, we to get it on I'm speaking for California from the top Holler at Ya Boy, I got it locked I tried to tell them this like a diamond I'm so hot, shorty I can change the [Verse 3 - And as the pass by like a G7 And all my hustlers on the of 7-Eleven Pour another on the ground and we'll repping For all the homies laying down, up in heaven And I hope you down And proud of how we locked it down No letting nothing stop the or get caught up In the streets, that's how we up 4 - Ya Boy] I'm from the where the fiends shoot up and spark Load the ammo, it's time to shoot up the Game cold baby, you need a scarf Rockstar, but I'm riding Noah's ark Louis shades, Dolce and cloth girl know I stay fly like Santa Claus On the road with a full of Asher Roth We pop Rosay when the package off I to God I went and got the Bay cracking y'all But I couldn't do it without L.A. dog Niggas say they get me, I laugh it off Because they know I shooters like basketball Lock it down, make Kon away the key nigga, record deal ain't changing me It took a while, but we still got A to Z I put in work, nigga you got to say to me?