West Coast

Uh yeah yeah, yeah, uh yeah
West coast, west coast, west coast

Look, I'm west coast with the flow
The rap game made me a baller like Lonzo
I got 'em freaking out it's a Panic! at the Disco
If you offended Idina Menzel and let it go
Let it go, please
I'm from the 415
Got the energy of legends with a stage tour dive
Honestly do not think that I could of stayed more alive
I don't know why you surprised when I finally arrived
The way I finally came up on the scene CeeLo Green
The way I'm yelling "forget you"
I still keep it clean
I had an album up on Spotify at age 18
If you're salty then I guess it means you're still saline, ooh!
My vocabulary is Peter Piper picked a pepper
And I'm drilling these bars like I work at Black and Decker
And I'm jumping these pieces like I played a pack of checkers
And they buzzing my line, guess they heard I got the nectar
I guess they heard I'm not Hannibal Lecter stacking records
But check my numbers on the board it's like Mike Trout
Under appreciated when I put the mic down
You crazy doctored your opinion like a psych round
And everybody wanna fight they wanna quarrel
They wanna know if it's pronounced as Yanny or Laurel
They wanna know if they could do the Drizzy In My Feelings challenge
Or when they draw the Mega Millions number does it balance?
Or will you blow up and do interviews on Jimmy Fallon?
And then star in Jurassic Park if you're the newest talent
And then feed you some fancy foods that's probably out your palette
And then they say you're on a diet so you need a salad, woo!
Now I'm on my way to the gym
I was watching The Office and Pam was talking to, Jim, wait
Now every Instagram model wanna tell me how to market my music
Guess what? Nobody cares
The only way to ensure your success in life
Is to honor your morals so that you can sleep at night
People wanna tell you it's 'bout choosing the right hashtags
But I don't wanna end up regretting all of these flashbacks
So on the West Coast I'm bumping California Love
I got the vocoder with me I'm scrubbing soap with Dove
The other day somebody hit me in my DMs and she tells me I've got talent but I need to change my look up
I got a solution, stop looking at me
That's why I'm a musician look like taffy if I want to
That's why you're a promoter can't succeed if you want to
I know you lay awake at night sometimes it even haunts you
I know you got that 2.1 GPA from high school
I know you still play I'm The One, DJ Khaled likes you
I know sometimes you cry, Rachel Platten helps you fight through
I know you're mad that I did all of this right here in spite you
Probably got a reason or excuses for my come up
Probably got a million questions that's still got you hung up
You like the shoes that are on the cable got you strung up
Better stop smoking before they have to tear your lung up
Or I could do it for you
Or I could wipe the floor
With any rapper dapper enough to endure this passion for you
But I'm just kidding it's peaceful we never check throats
We just dropping all these anthems out here on the west coast