[ref]x2 Heading out, to San Francisco To buy me a pistol Wanna bring you along babe Fuck what all the other guys say, for your sake
[zwrotka] I can't remember These last few days Brain getting foggy Boys are smoking tons of haze Diamond necklace, champagne Country club with tennis courts and sun to gain Cause girl you know it I'll be your guy Posted out in California, drinking wine Don't wanna lie, when I see your eyes I get all shaky so come along I'm
[ref]x2 Heading out, to San Francisco To buy me a pistol Wanna bring you along babe Fuck what all the other guys say, for your sake
[zwrotka] Ooh, you know, you know Can't stay I got to go Sunday's here And I'm faded Driving down the 405 101 I hold it down Hosting parties in your town We tear shit up I understand You don't wanna say it But you love us And we're what the city needs Clad in cashmere Sativa my cologne We wildin' out we rollin' up [ref]x2 Heading out, to San Francisco To buy me a pistol Wanna bring you along babe Fuck what all the other guys say, for your sakeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
