"West Coast" lyrics
(feat. Breadwin Deville)
I ain't sippin' on a Red Bull, I'm just lookin' for my way in this fool
Everybody told me she was out of control
I found her on the west coast, she had a taste for the east side
She's ready to ride, Bonnie and Clyde
I don't care if I ever go home
I'm just lookin' for my bliss, go and add it to my list
Broke these hand cuffs off my wrist for this wish
Two lips they talk shit, two hips that rock quick
Two steps to who's next, too cool to rock ships
On a back road, I was chewin' on tobacco
See, I was fishin' but I didn't bring my tackle
I tried to holler, got nervous, and I babbled, huh
That's just how it goes
Out on the road, yes, she's out of control
And truth be told, yeah, she broke the mold
And that smile it'll brightin' a room
But a case of White Claw it'll brightin' her mood
Come on
I ain't sippin' on a Red Bull, I'm just lookin' for my way in this fool
Everybody told me she was out of control
I found her on the west coast, she had a taste for the east side
She's ready to ride, Bonnie and Clyde
I don't care if I ever go home
I'm in a hole in the wall on a deep dark free fall
Was stopped by the spark of a flame to a menthol
Involved and intrigued with the need to be involved
Chaos all around but she seemed to be so calm
A perfect storm, ready to ride it out
She's one of the characters that you dream to write about
And with a wave of her wrist she's got a shot and dismissed
All the attention of the men and then she danced in the mist
Of cigarette smoke that'll evoked even more lure
Time to pick my jaw up off the floor and speak to mi amor
So I slowly approached but then was fastly engulfed
Into a tale of two lovers who were doomed to be broken
I ain't sippin' on a Red Bull, I'm just lookin' for my way in this fool
Everybody told me she was out of control
I found her on the west coast, she had a taste for the east side
She's ready to ride, Bonnie and Clyde
I don't care if I ever go home right now
I ain't sippin' on a Red Bull, I'm just lookin' for my way in this fool
Everybody told me she was out of control
I found her on the west coast, she had a taste for the east side
She's ready to ride, Bonnie and Clyde
I don't care if I ever go home right now
Everybody told me she was out of control
I found her on the west coast, she had a taste for the east side
She's ready to ride, Bonnie and Clyde
I don't care if I ever go home
I'm just lookin' for my bliss, go and add it to my list
Broke these hand cuffs off my wrist for this wish
Two lips they talk shit, two hips that rock quick
Two steps to who's next, too cool to rock ships
On a back road, I was chewin' on tobacco
See, I was fishin' but I didn't bring my tackle
I tried to holler, got nervous, and I babbled, huh
That's just how it goes
Out on the road, yes, she's out of control
And truth be told, yeah, she broke the mold
And that smile it'll brightin' a room
But a case of White Claw it'll brightin' her mood
Come on
I ain't sippin' on a Red Bull, I'm just lookin' for my way in this fool
Everybody told me she was out of control
I found her on the west coast, she had a taste for the east side
She's ready to ride, Bonnie and Clyde
I don't care if I ever go home
I'm in a hole in the wall on a deep dark free fall
Was stopped by the spark of a flame to a menthol
Involved and intrigued with the need to be involved
Chaos all around but she seemed to be so calm
A perfect storm, ready to ride it out
She's one of the characters that you dream to write about
And with a wave of her wrist she's got a shot and dismissed
All the attention of the men and then she danced in the mist
Of cigarette smoke that'll evoked even more lure
Time to pick my jaw up off the floor and speak to mi amor
So I slowly approached but then was fastly engulfed
Into a tale of two lovers who were doomed to be broken
I ain't sippin' on a Red Bull, I'm just lookin' for my way in this fool
Everybody told me she was out of control
I found her on the west coast, she had a taste for the east side
She's ready to ride, Bonnie and Clyde
I don't care if I ever go home right now
I ain't sippin' on a Red Bull, I'm just lookin' for my way in this fool
Everybody told me she was out of control
I found her on the west coast, she had a taste for the east side
She's ready to ride, Bonnie and Clyde
I don't care if I ever go home right now
