Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yeek
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
sebastian carandang
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yeek
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sittin' alone in my room
Thinkin' about what I'ma do
Music don't pay the bills
Music don't pay for food
Homies sell hella drugs
Only 'cause they have to
And that sucks
They got cars and I ride the bus
Unless I'm on a board
Wheels, and trucks
[Verse 2]
I've got the west coast blues
I've got the west coast blues
I've got the west coast blues
I've got the west coast blues
[Verse 3]
Yeah, hey
Yeah, yeah
Okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 4]
Oh, no, she's sniffin' her car keys
Hit the tree now
Ridin' with molly
Mushrooms for a road trip snack
Wont' live life unless it's fast
Pull up
Now she's drinkin' my bottle
My guess?
She's probably a model
I don't know how to act
So I grabbed her by the ass
[Verse 5]
I've got the west coast blues
I've got the west coast blues
I've got the west coast blues
I've got the west coast blues
I've got the west coast blues
I've got the west coast blues
I've got the west coast blues
I've got the west coast blues
[Verse 6]
A car's never around when you need 'em
Umm, I don't know
I don't know what to tell you
I don't trust these bitches
That's how I feel when I wake up
That's how I feel when I go to sleep
Written by: sebastian carandang
