[Lyric] Farrock To Cali (Pasto Flocco)

[Intro]
(Power up)
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, Pasto Flocco, yeah

[Chorus]
Now I'm up, now I'm up in the valley
Born in Farrock, how I made it to Cali?
Cartiers or the Cavallis?
I get the racks, now she callin' me daddy
From [?] get married
Whole damn team on my back, gotta carry
Not wearin' Vlone unless it's from Bari
If it's from Bari, you know I can't wear it

[Post-Chorus]
What they rappin' 'bout, I'm really livin' it
Do this shit with myself, I ain't splittin' shit
Keep a pole on me just like a fisherman
I ain't chasin' no bag, I got Benjamins
I be mixin' my Fanta with medicine
Caught a opp in the spot, now he hesitant
Fell in love with the racks, now I'm celibatе
Finna score on a pint and then sell that shit
[Chorus]
Now I'm up, now I'm up in thе valley
Born in Farrock, how I made it to Cali?
Cartiers or the Cavallis?
I get the racks, now she callin' me daddy
From [?] get married
Whole damn team on my back, gotta carry
Not wearin' Vlone unless it's from Bari
If it's from Bari, you know I can't wear it

[Post-Chorus]
What they rappin' 'bout, I'm really livin' it
Do this shit with myself, I ain't splittin' shit
Keep a pole on me just like a fisherman
I ain't chasin' no bag, I got Benjamins
I be mixin' my Fanta with medicine
Caught a opp in the spot, now he hesitant
Fell in love with the racks, now I'm celibate
Finna score on a pint and then sell that shit