Westcoast lyrics
by Tinashe
[Chorus]
I can be your escape
Anywhere you go
Fixing up your landscape
I can be the hoe
Water all your sheets
Baby imma help you grow
Lucky you, I like it slow-paced
Like the west coast
I could get that rebate
When it don't show
Get you high like OG
Got that green roll
Kiss you in the sheets
Baby imma help you grow
Lucky you, I like it slow-paced
Like the west coast
[Verse 1]
Lovin' what you see
Sippin' on my juice box
Call it Hi-C
Comin' out the 90's
I'm feeling like Eve
Drop your glass, shake your ass
Got an AP
They saying I'm the blueprint, yeah
Nashe be on some new sh*t, yеah
Peepin' my social media
These b*tchеs compete, yeah
[Chorus]
I can be your escape
Anywhere you go
Fixing up your landscape
I can be the hoe
Water all your sheets
Baby imma help you grow
Lucky you, I like it slow-paced
Like the west coast
I could get that rebate
When it don't show
Get you high like OG
Got that green roll
Kiss you in the sheets
Baby imma help you grow
Lucky you, I like it slow-paced
Like the west coast
[Verse 2]
Call back, that's a guarantee
They should teach a class on my technique
Kill 'em off, rest in peace, uh uh
I got smoke, where all the beef?
Please sign a non-disclosure, yeah
Heard 'bout what imma show, yeah yeah
So cold, but I'm cookin' up, order
Came through, bust quick, gotta go, yeah
[Chorus]
I can be your escape
Anywhere you go
Fixing up your landscape
I can be the hoe
Water all your seeds
Baby imma help you grow
Lucky you, I like it slow-paced
Like the west coast
I could get that rebate
When it don't show
Get you high like OG
Got that green roll
Kiss you in the sheets
Baby imma help you grow
Lucky you, I like it slow-paced
Like the west coast
[Bridge]
Oh, oh
Lucky you, I like it slow-paced
Like the west coast
Oh, oh
Lucky you, I like it slow-paced
Like the west coast
[Outro]
It's a throwback
When I throw that back
If you catch that
You'll be my quarterback
On the west side
Where the real ones stay
School note, pass that
Take it to the face
It's a throwback
When I throw that back
If you catch that
You'll be my quarterback
On the west side
Where the real ones stay
School note, pass that
Take it to the face, ay