Lyrics
Mirror-tinted aviators
Just so they could see
How they look when they hit on me
Over social rollercoasters
Got my patience thin
I need a Fireball whiskey IV
I don't think I'm better
I'd just rather not be flattered
By this bouncer selling gas pipe dreams
Gather up my shorties
Time to leave so we can party
Hit the Uber
West Hollywood please
I want those golden floors
I want that bass pumping louder
Half-naked bodies
Pour another round for sure
We ain't gotta worry
When we gettin'
West Hollywood drunk
West Hollywood wasted
West Hollywood drunk
West Hollywood faded you can't tell me nothing
West Hollywood drunk
Faded you can't tell me nothin
Wasted
Faded you can't tell me nothin
West Hollywood drunk
Pourin' Adios'ses down the hatch like I'm supposed to comatose
Fuck it baby let's rage
Crushin' on that Gogo
Swinging low low
I'm like YOLO
Everybody help me up on stage
Ain't no place I'd rather be than floating high above the beat
Grinding on somebody that ain't thirsty
Ultraviolet lighting
I don't see nobody fighting
Tried to tell you should've came here in the first place
I want those golden floors
I want that bass pumping louder
Half-naked bodies
Pour another round for sure
We ain't gotta worry
When we gettin'
West Hollywood drunk
West Hollywood wasted
West Hollywood drunk
West Hollywood faded you can't tell me nothin
West Hollywood drunk
Faded you can't tell me nothin
Wasted
Faded you can't tell me nothin
West Hollywood drunk
West Hollywood drunk
West Hollywood wasted
West Hollywood drunk
West Hollywood faded you can't tell me nothin
West Hollywood drunk
Faded you can't tell me nothin
Wasted
Faded you can't tell me nothin
West Hollywood drunk
WRITERS
Harold Spiva, Kylie Zoller
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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Sadness
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Sexual
