The Left (feat. DUCKWRTH)

I got a text for a Malibu party in the hills Rewind to four years ago in Florida, it was real Why do I feel like an actor in a movie? Partying with bloggers and foodies Fashionistas, rappers with Gucci and no chill Pacific coast highway is like a dream When your head's in the clouds Southern Cali bitches on the beaches Drink for hours Pacific coast highway is like a dream When your head's in the clouds Southern Cali bitches on the beaches Drink for hours I got a text from the girl you got a crush on Same type of girls I used to crush on Internet persona on point but the only place she go out is runyon I tap a heart just to show my fake love Aren't a lot of those what dreams are made of? A picture painted by eyes of make up A picture painted by eyes of make up Pacific coast highways like a dream When your head's in the clouds Southern Cali bitches on the beaches Drink for hours Pacific coast highways like a dream When your head's in the clouds Southern Cali bitches on the beaches Drink for hours Text me but I never text you back I can't keep lookin' at my phone all night, girl You text me but I never text you back I can't keep lookin' at my phone all night What are you doin'? (Ay, ay, ay) (What are you doin'?) (Ho, ay, ho, ay, ho, ay) This soiree is way too bougie, man Hot damn, too pomp and circumstance And plus you niggas ain't saying nothin', I hit the eject button While he plays the guitar like he's strumming some techno beat Yeah! And you know what I was looking for Honey got the sweet nectar drippin' from the sycamore I'm just tryna hit you up but you ain't pickin' up your phone You're ice skatin' 'round my heart, casual figure four Why you want, why you want for me to go chasin', yeah? Nigga, chasin', yeah, yeah Just for me this can't be cheated and this could be amazin' We could be amazing, yeah, yeah (You really use the word "Bitches" in your song? You misogynistic asshole!)