[Verse 1: YEEK]I got a text for a Malibu party in the hillsRewind to four years ago in Florida, it was realWhy do I feel like an actor in a movie?Partying with bloggers and foodiesFashionistas, rappers with Gucci and no chill[Chorus: YEEK]Pacific coast highways like a dreamWhen your head's in the cloudsSouthern Cali bitches on the beachesDrink for hoursPacific coast highways like a dreamWhen your head's in the cloudsSouthern Cali bitches on the beachesDrink for hours[Verse 2: YEEK]I got a text from the girl you got a crush onSame type of girls I used to crush onInternet persona on pointBut the only place she go out is RunyonI tap a heart just to show my fake loveAren't a lot of those what dreams are made of?A picture painted by eyes of make upA picture painted by eyes of make up[Chorus: YEEK]Pacific coast highways like a dreamWhen your head's in the cloudsSouthern Cali bitches on the beachesDrink for hoursPacific coast highways like a dreamWhen your head's in the cloudsSouthern Cali bitches on the beachesDrink for hours[Bridge: YEEK]Text me but I never text you backI can't keep lookin' at my phone all night, girlYou text me but I never text you backI can't keep lookin' at my phone all nightWhat are you doin'?(Ay, ay, ay)(What are you doin'?)(Ho, ay, ho, ay, ho, ay)[Verse 3: DUCKWRTH]This soiree is way too bougie, manHot damn, too pomp and circumstanceAnd plus you niggas ain't saying nothin', I hit the eject buttonWhile he plays the guitar like he's strumming some techno beat Yeah!And you know what I was looking forHoney got the sweet nectar drippin' from the sycamoreI'm just tryna hit you up but you ain't pickin' up your phoneYou're ice skatin' 'round my heart, casual figure four[Outro: YEEK]Why you want, why you want for me to go chasin', yeah?Nigga, chasin', yeah, yeahJust for me this can't be cheated and this could be amazin'We could be amazing, yeah, yeah(You really use the word "bitches" in your song? You misogynistic asshole!)