Juicy J – California Highway lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J, Billy Wes & Mac Miller]
It's your boy Juicy J in the buildin'
And you're rockin' with my nigga Tree Jay
Listenin' to that Piff Jar
It's going down
Shut the fuck up!
Play me some pimpin', man
(California highway)
California man got me goin' man
(Anything goes)
(Tree Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay) What's up, let's go, man
I'm geeked up, I'm trippy right now (California)
I'm smokin' (California)
I'm smokin' (California)
Shut the fuck up!

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
I gets, I gets, I gets, I gets high (Yessir)
Xanax, OG, Codeine, that's no lie (Uh-uh)
Pass me the light to legalize fire (Alright)
Keep up, I'm ready to see the sky
And go hard in the paint on that purple drank
Take a few shots after shots 'til I fall and faint
Tryna smoke up all my weed? No, you bitches ain't
Not unless you paid like Oprah, look like Tyra Banks
Smokin' Cali' (Bitch!)

[Chorus: Billy Wes & Mac Miller]
California highway (Where anything goes)
Anything goes
California highway (Hey, haha, and it go like)
Anything goes (I just got here like thirty minutes ago, haha)

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Ayy, ayy
Just touched down in Cali, had to come and grab this medical
So, fool, if you ain't smokin' like we smokin', we gon' send you home
Bitches let me get the dome, hugs and kisses, X and O's
And I be rollin' up while she suck my dick like, "Get it, ho"
Young boss bitch, red eyes in my sockets
Gin mixed with my tonic, weed card for my wallet
You ain't capable of livin', so just watch this
Chronic is my drug of choice, so Juicy roll another joint
We on this

[Chorus: Billy Wes & YG]
California highway (Where anything goes)
Anything goes
California highway (Juicy J, what up, nigga?)
Anything goes (Ayy, this your young brody YG, though)

[Verse 3: YG]
Look
California weed, bad bitches on their knees, beggin', nigga, please
Fuck 'em 'till they bleed, then I smash out
Killa in a swisher, when you hit it, make you pass out
Hotel room full of bad bitches with they ass out
Patty cake, patty cake, girl, make that booty shake
Smokin' California weed with my nigga Juicy J
An ounce of OG kush and a box of swisher sweets
Tellin' his girl to get my name tatted on her ass cheek (Yeah, haha)

[Chorus: Billy Wes & YG]
California highway (Ayy, Juicy J, what up, nigga?; where anything goes)
Anything goes (California to Tennessee, you already know how we do it, all pimp shit)
California highway (It's all high shit, all drunk shit; where anything goes)
Anything goes (Alcoholic pills, weed and bitches)

[Outro: YG]
Money, money, money, money, mothafucka
Haha, hey, Juicy J, man, you know you my nigga, right?
I'm so mothafuckin' high off this blunt, my nigga
This shit is crazy, I just wanna let you know
Whenever you come to California, you need some 'dro, my nigga
Hit me, I got the connect to the whole mothafuckin' thing
My nigga, for reals
California!