California
Parking lot lover
In a sophomore summer
You say you'll never leave this town
I think what a bummer because
I hope I could see you I'm outside
Oh I
And I
Hope you don't mind it
But I don't wanna go home tonight
We'll move to California and the seasons won't get colder
We won't have any money and we'll just stop getting older
And the costs won't be important we'll just run from law enforcement
And we'll live out of a car and that's where we'll keep our fortune
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah I know what you're doing
Know that I'm in love with you
Want to keep me all hung up on you
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah I know what you're doing
Know that I'm in love with you
I'll never be enough for you
Say she want to move to California
Want to skip school just to roll the doja
Hollywood life rolling like a coaster
Promethazine cup chilling on the coaster
Mess with me imma hit you with a toaster
Women weed weather west coast whoadie
Guillotine the way we chop the top keep sunscreen
Body's drop in the fall west coast things
Keep it low-key when you move past dope fiends
Cause everybody gon' kill for a fix
Cali girls got a feel for the kid
Drawing swirls on the window as a kid
Never knew that my friends would hit licks
Never knew I would hit that bitch
The kid poor but I still act rich
Skipped class just to make classics and I
I hope I could see you I'm outside
Oh I
And I
Hope you don't mind it
But I don't wanna go home tonight
In a sophomore summer
You say you'll never leave this town
I think what a bummer because
I hope I could see you I'm outside
Oh I
And I
Hope you don't mind it
But I don't wanna go home tonight
We'll move to California and the seasons won't get colder
We won't have any money and we'll just stop getting older
And the costs won't be important we'll just run from law enforcement
And we'll live out of a car and that's where we'll keep our fortune
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah I know what you're doing
Know that I'm in love with you
Want to keep me all hung up on you
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah I know what you're doing
Know that I'm in love with you
I'll never be enough for you
Say she want to move to California
Want to skip school just to roll the doja
Hollywood life rolling like a coaster
Promethazine cup chilling on the coaster
Mess with me imma hit you with a toaster
Women weed weather west coast whoadie
Guillotine the way we chop the top keep sunscreen
Body's drop in the fall west coast things
Keep it low-key when you move past dope fiends
Cause everybody gon' kill for a fix
Cali girls got a feel for the kid
Drawing swirls on the window as a kid
Never knew that my friends would hit licks
Never knew I would hit that bitch
The kid poor but I still act rich
Skipped class just to make classics and I
I hope I could see you I'm outside
Oh I
And I
Hope you don't mind it
But I don't wanna go home tonight
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Writer(s): Troy Mcfarland
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