(Yeah)

(Ohh)

(Yeah)

Lost in LA

Ion know how ima get back home

I been out all day (Yeah)

(Oh) I'll be on my way

(Oh) I'll be on my way

Yeah smoke this J

Yeah Put it to your face (Light it up)

Alcohol and weed mix it up i cross fade

(Ooh) Outer space

I'm with my demons and they sharpening their blades (Yeah)

(Yah) Hoe (Go)

Pour me up (Hey)

I don't think that last cup that I had was enough

(Whoo) Party in the hills all the bitches on some drugs

Molly on her tongue and she scream don't give a fuck (Yeah)

Lost in LA

(Ooh)

Gotta find my way back home

Ran up them digits I got me the mickey but no i'm not disney

Charter plane jet yeah that's right to the city for me and eighteen it cost bout one fifty

I bossed up the living i had to just spend it we party in mansions wit richest of bitches

She asked could she flick it I said we can't have all that white on a motherfucking Polaroid picture

(Yeah huh) Molly and pill take another

Now i'm

Facing up looking at colors

Should have

Took that advice from my brother

But I keep it so P ain't no trouble

(Huh) Relax and relapse let it bubble

I feel like I signed me my soul to the devil

So shiny and bright I get lost in my bezel

Imma be straight keep my head on a level

Yeah lost

Huh lost

Yeah i'm lost (Yeah)

Lost Laws (What)

Laws

Ain't no laws (Nah)

Ain't no laws at all (No nah)

We won't fall

We gon ball

I won't call

Ima stall

Fuck the ref take a charge (Yeah)

(Uh) Lost in LA

(Yeah) I won't ever change at all

Anywhere we go we draw

Keep my ice on the rocks

And when you drop it take it off

I ain't goin i ain't flaw

Oh

Ooh