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