All I really can do is write a song
Type to get you lost as you cruise along
Breeze and a joint riding in your lungs
Your breath fresh air can you save me some
Ehy
Malibu skin
Rum sipping
Sky be the logo
Overflow brim
No spilling
Shawty got the mojo
Fo sho
Met her on the Gold Coast
Almost
Never came home
Almost
Let her sing songs
Yeah yeah yeah
Now we just talk about so close
Through cigar smoke
She never seen snow
But bet shawty ride that wave with her eyes closed
Ehy
I might make it back right now
I might make it back right now
I might make it back
I might make it back
I might make it back right now
I might make it back right now
I might make it back right now
I might make it back
I might make it back
I might make it back right now
Had it so breezy
Who knows in the mixture
She was born in bikini
Yup couple young swisher's
Eh
Lost in her all to often
Hop in
Just my luck her jeep be
Rocking
Chill smoke f*ck then get to
Talking
Paid my own rent but I lived in her room
Never called it love but you could assume
Yeah we were
Yeah we were
Ehy
I might make it back right now
I might make it back right now
I might make it back
I might make it back
I might make it back right now
I might make it back right now
I might make it back right now
I might make it back
I might make it back
I might make it back right now