drunk on the west coast

[Verse] (Strung) New York City, so many times that I fucked up New York City, too many times it was dumb luck West coast baby, the prettiest couldn't beat you I know that I did you wrong but I still miss you Bunni, I know you hate me, still hope you miss me Like a dead blind sniper misses his target I know you want me to aim for the head 'Cause I can't get you out of mine No matter what I try It's been a year or so Or fuck it, maybe two Fuck, maybe three I can't remember I can't remember anything