West Coast Dr

Racecar, fishtail, when I speed out the lot

We hydroplane, don't know her name, bet she won't be here for long

I get shit-faced, wanna race? Because my baby is stock

She pulls a face, I lose my pace because my baby is hot

I got the motion, made an ocean with the barbie I got

We took some potions in slow motion when I speed out the lot

I got the Rolex - devoted to the time that I've got

We cause commotion, Minnesota, like the state of my mind

I'm from the north and she's a star, so you could say it's a sign

She's like the Porsche when I drive it, leaving dead or alive