Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Garner Wagner
Songwriter
Robert Fields
Songwriter
Lyrics
La to LA
Bayou to the bay
What more can we say
What more can we say
Getting money this way
Treat you right this way
From the boot to the bay
La to LA
La to LA
Bayou to the bay
What more can we say
What more can we say
Getting money this way
Treat you right this way
From the boot to the bay
La to LA
La to the boot
Yeah we vibing and I'm sliding
Pick you up around 2
Yeah we flying no surprising
Sunset by the pool
Can't explain what i do
All this love in my heart
It's not for me it's for you
Outta town between ya legs is where the beat go mommy
Put ya on the bed and fold you up like oragami
Palm trees and dolla signs is the only thing that I see
Take ya back down to grambling so they know you riding with me , (Know you ride with me)
La to LA
Bayou to the bay
What more can we say
What more can we say
Getting money this way
Treat you right this way
Bayou to the bay
La to LA
La to LA
Bayou to the bay
What more can we say
What more can we say
Getting money this way
Treat you right this way
From the boot to the bay
La to LA
A n***a from the south but we headed to the west coast
Hop off the jet and i'm looking for the best smoke
Feeling like tems I need to free my mind
Baby i'm him and I can treat you right
You ain't got work I know you free tonight
I'll go first put all passion aside
I'm behind the wheel you on the passenger side
Tell me ya feels no reason to hide
East side baby from the boot it's true we headed to the coast and shid (shid)
N***as from ya hood see you doing great and they hate when you post that shid (shid)
I'm just tryna be ya man for one night girl let me know if you free (free)
Saw you when you entered the room locked eyes when you noticed me
Let's get it now
If you ain't getting bread then you can't sit at the table with us
Why you keep on throwing them FUs tell me what's all of the fuss (the fuss)
Did you not know I can take you right out of the boot and we go to the bay (the bay)
You need an environment where you can spread your wings what you constantly say
I'll send the deets for your flight
(Uh)
When you land it's on sight
(Uh)
Shopping spree on rodeo drive cause ya last man ain't do right
(Uh)
No Uber i'll send a truck
Hol' up
IG post it's all us
Hol' up
Told me you wanna make love this time but you still wanna feel like a slut
Woah
I'll send the deets for your flight
When you land it's on sight
Shopping spree on rodeo drive cause ya last man ain't do right
No Uber i'll send a truck
IG post it's all us
Told me you wanna make love this time but you still wanna feel like a uh-uh
Written by: Garner Wagner, Robert Fields
