Top Songs By Yung Pinch
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Pinch
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cisco Adler
Songwriter
Josh Abraham
Songwriter
Blake Sandoval
Songwriter
Mat Musto
Songwriter
Oliver Goldstein
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cisco Adler
Producer
Josh Abraham
Producer
Oligee
Producer
Ollie G
Producer
Eric Lagg
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Oh, whoa
Beach boy in this hoe
[Verse 2]
Something 'bout riding through the city
Something about being by myself
I should be okay on my own
I just want to be alone
[Verse 3]
Something 'bout riding through the city with your hand in the breeze
Something 'bout being by myself, wish everybody would leave
I should be okay on my own, don't have to worry about me
I just want to be alone and I don't want to say please
Sometimes I think there's nobody in the world that gets me
Oh no
I could tell you how I feel but then you won't forget me
Oh no
[Verse 4]
Then I'd be all in
Yeah, I'd be all in
And she fallin'
For me, for me
But I'm ballin'
Yeah, I'm beach ballin'
And she fallin'
For me, for me
[Verse 5]
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 6]
I went from Bentleys, cribs and diamonds, everything that you see
I should be chillin' with a bad one somewhere out by the beach
She doesn't smoke but she know how to roll a fatty indeed
I lost a lot of fuckin' homies in 2018
I should be dead, thank God for rehab, I don't want to OD
I died at 27 years, came back to life, OMG
I should be working 9-5 in my hometown by the sea
I drop top made all these M's and now I'm living my dreams
[Verse 7]
Then I'd be all in
Yeah, I'd be all in
And she fallin'
For me, for me
But I'm ballin'
Yeah, I'm beach ballin'
And she fallin'
For me, for me
[Verse 8]
Something 'bout driving out the city to the end of the road
Something 'bout taking everything about it as far as it goes
Something 'bout knowin' I'm the first one out the city to blow
I should be way more fuckin' cocky but that's not how I roll
I could be with the girl that want me but she want me for dough
She got a heart made of gold
I could be anywhere but here, baby, that's just a warning
I be hearing what you saying but the language is foreign
It's foreign like the whip, yeah, it's foreign
Something 'bout her yelling at me when I wake in the morning
Was always something I did, was never something important, yeah
Was never something important
[Verse 9]
Then I'd be all in
Yeah, I'd be all in
And she fallin'
For me, for me
But I'm ballin'
Yeah, I'm beach ballin'
And she fallin'
For me, for me
[Verse 10]
It's all la-di-da-di-da
That's a whole lot of blah, blah, la-di-da-di-da
Blah, blah, la-di-da-di-da
That's a whole lot of blah, blah, la-di-da-di-da
Yeah, blah, blah, la-di-da-di-da
That's a whole lot of blah, blah, la-di-da-di-da
Yeah, blah, blah, la-di-da-di-da
That's a whole lot of blah, blah, la-di-da-di-da
Yeah, blah, blah, la-di-da-di-da
Written by: Blake Sandoval, Cisco Adler, Jonah Abraham, Mat Musto, Oliver Goldstein