Don't Come to LA

[Produced by DJ Swish]

[Chorus: SadBoy Loko & YG]

Don't come to LA, nobody fucking with me

I go broke, rob fools for their jewelry

Stick your hand up like you guilty

Doing things that my mama said I shouldn't be

So don't come to LA, nobody fucking with me

I go broke, rob fools for their jewelry

Stick your hand up like you guilty

Doing things that my mama said I shouldn't be

So don't come to LA

[Verse 1: YG]

I don't give a fuck who you niggas paying

Who name you saying, you ain't good around here

'Cause y'all niggas fucking up the rep

Y'all playing with the set, it's really war around 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 your neck and get the fuck from 'round here

'Cause y'all paying for the lifestyle that's watered down

Bompton, that where I'm from, this shit not allowed

Y'all out of bounds, keep that out-of-town shit 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 issue on you suckers, oh, Lord

(Whoa) Or hit you with a price you can't afford

Then catch your ass slipping at the BET Awards

[Chorus: SadBoy Loko, YG & AD]

So don't come to LA, nobody fucking with me (Yeah)

I go broke, rob fools for their jewelry

Stick your hand up like you guilty

Doing things that my mama said I shouldn't be

So don't come to LA, nobody fucking with me

I go broke, rob fools for their jewelry

Stick your hand up like you guilty

Doing things that my mama said I shouldn't be (Yeah)

So don't come to LA

[Verse 2: AD]

Don't come to LA, cuz (Nah)

Out-of-town niggas watching, wrong words get you sprayed, cuz

This shit for real, this ain't for play, cuz (Nah)

Lil' homies bustin' missions, ain't a match, you ain't a thang, cuz (Yeah)

Don't give a fuck who you gon' call, nobody scare me

Pirus love me, solo, all inside a rare breed (Yeah)

And shit, I'm coming from a rare breed (Yeah)

Nowadays, these niggas snitching, give you digits off a scared plea (Buck)

Hold on, YG, since you came out with BPT (Uh-huh)

These niggas think it's cool to come down to the CPT (Uh-huh)

Remember back when rappers was scared to come into town (Yeah)

Now it's Hollywood passes, man, that shit all watered down, damn

A lil' change got you workin' like a slave (Fuck)

Pac prolly rollin' in his grave, shit is sad, cuz

Ain't no more passes on the set

All you niggas out here fucking up the West, on God

[Chorus: SadBoy Loko, YG & Bricc Baby]

So don't come to LA, nobody fucking with me

I go broke, rob fools for their jewelry

Stick your hand up like you guilty

Doing things that my mama said I shouldn't be

So don't come to LA, nobody fucking with me

I go broke, rob fools for their jewelry

Stick your hand up like you guilty (Ahh, yeah)

Doing things that my mama said I shouldn't be

So don't come to LA (Ugh)

[Verse 3: Bricc Baby]

First off, this a no-fly zone

If you ain't laying with the chrome, better take your ass home

Like it's the first of the month, cash the checks and come on

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, sixty seconds, it's gone

Man, I'd rather tax a nigga, fuck a feature for songs (Give it up, buddy)

Run up on 'em like, "Nigga, what it C like?" (Give it up, buddy)

My niggas on go like sixty green lights

Just *static* got jacked tryna eat right

When my niggas off drugs, they don't think right

It's a recession, man, the hood fucked up

If a nigga ain't tripping, 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

[Chorus: SadBoy Loko & YG]

So don't come to LA, nobody fucking with me

I go broke, rob fools for their jewelry

Stick your hand up like you guilty

Doing things that my mama said I shouldn't be

So don't come to LA, nobody fucking with me

I go broke, rob fools for their jewelry

Stick your hand up like you guilty (Ahh, yeah)

Doing things that my mama said I shouldn't be

So don't come to LA

[Outro]

*Gunshots, scream*