East Coast

(Lil' thang from the east coast) (Lookin' like that) yeah Lil' thang from the east coast Lookin' like that Ayy, radio dispatch Gotta tell you it's a cheat code Lookin' like that Got me lookin' 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 beatin' She leavin' with it, said she can keep it I'm a firm believer, no leavin', I better feed the meter Every time I see her my knees are weaker, ain't breathin' either Nothin' sweeter, that burnin' 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 10) (Won't mess it up again) (He said, "You wanna bet? Let's break bread") yeah You was workin' in retail Back room doin' emails New tab with a vision board Got it all written in detail Dirty whip need a detail All from hittin' those Jeep trails Set sail wanna see whales Or get to Europe and see Whales 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 Wishin' life could just be real Not on the phone doin' BeReal's Scared thinkin' that we'd fail But I got it baby so please chill (One, two, three) yeah Lil' thang from the east coast Lookin' like that Ayy, radio dispatch Gotta tell you it's a cheat code Lookin' like that Got me lookin' 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 Lookin' like that Ayy, radio dispatch Gotta tell you it's a cheat code Lookin' like that Got me lookin' 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