East Coast
(Lil' thang from the East Coast, looking like that)
Yeah, lil' thang from the East Coast, looking like that
Ay, radio dispatch
Gotta tell you it's a cheat code, looking like that
Got me looking up, down, right, left
Baby, what's the bedroom for, if not to get comfy?
What's the headroom for, if not to stand tall?
Where the sequel, I'm tryna run it back, oh no
No, I'm tryna run it back, back, back with you
Okay, got my heart just beating
She leaving with it, said she can keep it
I'm a firm believer, no leaving, I better feed the meter
Every time I see her my knees are weaker, ain't breathing either
Nothing sweeter, that burning fever, my heat seeker
I told my momma you were the one
She said, "Okay son, go get it done"
Go love her a bunch
I told my best friend you were a ten
Won't mess it up again
He said, "You wanna bet, let's break bread"
Yeah, you was working in retail
Back room doing emails
New tab with a vision board
Got it all written in detail
Dirty whip need a detail
All from hitting those jeep trails
Set sail wanna see whales
Or get to Europe and see Wales
Told your mom that you'd finish college
But now you think you don't need Yale
Got voicemails left on the cell
She seems mad, but she means well
Wishing life could just be real
Not on the phone doing BeReal's
Scared thinking that we'd fail
But I got it baby, so please chill
One, two, three
Yeah, lil' thang from the East Coast, looking like that
Ay, radio dispatch
Gotta tell you it's a cheat code, looking like that
Got me looking up, down, right, left
Baby, what's the bedroom for, if not to get comfy?
What's the headroom for, if not to stand tall?
Where the sequel, I'm tryna run it back, oh no
No, I'm tryna run it back, back, back with you
Sandy Koufax, I keep a hundred on me
Oh yeah, throw that, they never runnin' on me
I snap, Kodak, just save this moment for me
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Sandy Koufax, I keep a hundred on me
Oh yeah, throw that, they never runnin' on me
I snap, Kodak, just save this moment for me
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Lil' thang from the East Coast, looking like that
Ay, radio dispatch
Gotta tell you it's a cheat code, looking like that
Got me looking up, down, right, left
Baby, what's the bedroom for, if not to get comfy?
What's the headroom for, if not to stand tall?
Where the sequel, I'm tryna run it back, oh no
No, I'm tryna run it back, back, back with you
Yeah, lil' thang from the East Coast, looking like that
Ay, radio dispatch
Gotta tell you it's a cheat code, looking like that
Got me looking up, down, right, left
Baby, what's the bedroom for, if not to get comfy?
What's the headroom for, if not to stand tall?
Where the sequel, I'm tryna run it back, oh no
No, I'm tryna run it back, back, back with you
Okay, got my heart just beating
She leaving with it, said she can keep it
I'm a firm believer, no leaving, I better feed the meter
Every time I see her my knees are weaker, ain't breathing either
Nothing sweeter, that burning fever, my heat seeker
I told my momma you were the one
She said, "Okay son, go get it done"
Go love her a bunch
I told my best friend you were a ten
Won't mess it up again
He said, "You wanna bet, let's break bread"
Yeah, you was working in retail
Back room doing emails
New tab with a vision board
Got it all written in detail
Dirty whip need a detail
All from hitting those jeep trails
Set sail wanna see whales
Or get to Europe and see Wales
Told your mom that you'd finish college
But now you think you don't need Yale
Got voicemails left on the cell
She seems mad, but she means well
Wishing life could just be real
Not on the phone doing BeReal's
Scared thinking that we'd fail
But I got it baby, so please chill
One, two, three
Yeah, lil' thang from the East Coast, looking like that
Ay, radio dispatch
Gotta tell you it's a cheat code, looking like that
Got me looking up, down, right, left
Baby, what's the bedroom for, if not to get comfy?
What's the headroom for, if not to stand tall?
Where the sequel, I'm tryna run it back, oh no
No, I'm tryna run it back, back, back with you
Sandy Koufax, I keep a hundred on me
Oh yeah, throw that, they never runnin' on me
I snap, Kodak, just save this moment for me
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Sandy Koufax, I keep a hundred on me
Oh yeah, throw that, they never runnin' on me
I snap, Kodak, just save this moment for me
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Lil' thang from the East Coast, looking like that
Ay, radio dispatch
Gotta tell you it's a cheat code, looking like that
Got me looking up, down, right, left
Baby, what's the bedroom for, if not to get comfy?
What's the headroom for, if not to stand tall?
Where the sequel, I'm tryna run it back, oh no
No, I'm tryna run it back, back, back with you
Credits
Writer(s): Graham Stiefel, Nicolas Donovan, Connor Price
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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