New LA

[Verse 1: SiR]

Queen of the cabaret

Dancin' the night away

You can tell this is her favorite song

Where she's from is hard to say

Haitian born in Montego Bay

Hopped the plane and never made it back home

Found a way to new LA

Cause she's attracted to to bright lights and foreign cars

She never planned to fall in love

No she just plannin' on findin' a movie star

Playin' a part

[Chorus: SiR]

Well tonight she got her eyes on me

She know I like what I see

I need to quit before I'm in too deep

But I'm right where she wants me to be

She don't even wanna know my name

These new LA girls are all the same

[Verse 2: Anderson .Paak]

Paakaveli in this

Sun settin' by and sweet fries and grilled fish, yeah

You say you wanna stay for a little while

But tell me how long I'll front you

You say "we got the best weather year round"

Well tell me something that I don't know

You tryna match your face to the music

You just preoccupied with the baseline groovin'

You'd rather run around for a nigga with a fluke hit

But when I press play you be like "hold up that's yo shit?"

I got melodies, I'm Teddy P with the kettlebells

Never had no promethazine

Born and raised in the city where they built yo dreams around dont front and keep it real

[Chorus: SiR]

Tonight she got her eyes on me

She know I like what I see

I need to quit before I'm in too deep

But I'm right where she wants me to be

She don't even wanna know my name

These new LA girls are all the same

[Verse 3: King Mez]

Woah

Fed up with these LA bitches only lookin' for the cheddar and cheese

There be so many bad ones

I'm honest I had me one

But then she started tweakin'

So like Bella Hadid

I Had to stop fuckin' on the weekend

Speakin' of the other broads that runnin' behind cars

And brothers who mothers is hopin' soon they gon' be stars

These chickens want grey poupon and tar tars

Like that shit make you different

You was who you was fo' you got here word to Jay

I'm just a little Carolina nigga who don't play

They only hard on the top layer creme brulee

So please dog don't pretend today, we'll win today

Cause if my niggas double back and pull a Mac-10 you like

Ummm, How the Hindu's pray

Cause a nigga came to play

Came to play today

Please don't fuck around

Man why we take the murder route

Shouldn't we be worried bout

Niggas dyin', niggas dyin'

Or we could just not say shit

And take the Cam Newton scary route

But girl you could be the one who takin' me by surprise

"LA might not be all that bad" replies the thighs

I got a position I thought maybe you could fit it

Tell me if you wit it don't stop get it get it

[Chorus: SiR]

She don't even wanna know my name

These new LA girls are all the same