Trent Stark - THE WEST lyrics
[Trent Stark - THE WEST lyrics]
Welcome to The West we ain't like the rest
Here we like the press, yes
Here we all depressed liquor drugs and sex
That plane touchin' down
They say welcome to the West
Welcome to the West
Ain't a thang you can't find in the West
Land of the blessed
Come and take a trip out west
She just got that new Jeep for her birthday
She so boujee in the worst way
100 K up on the Gram but she still thirsty
They still lurkin'
She just popped it got her thizzin'
Got ‘em feedin' her addiction all
Her morals came up missin'
She's an LA girl and LA girls are lalalala
Party bitches Rest In Peace
No rest for wicked
She wanna be an actress tries her best
We're young rich and pretty in The West
Welcome to the West
Ain't a thang you can't find in the West
Land of the blessed
Come and take a trip out west
Aw yeah she drink Pink Moscato
She don't ain't ever pay for bottles
Tells her friends back home she's
Made it she's a model
See my name up on the flyer
I'm an outlaw she's a rider
Make her eyes roll back every
Time I'm inside her
Whoa, I'm not your savior I'm
Too busy countin' paper
If the game's taught me shit it's
Get the bag get bitches later
If you salty you a hater
Need Bruschetta skip the capers
Go and batmobile my whip all black my scraper
Welcome to the West
Ain't a thang you can't find in the West
Land of the blessed
Come and take a trip out west
To the West Coast you can come but never go
The admission is your soul
That's the price to reach your goals
It's a pity it's a shame all
The things we do for fame
We're so different we're the same
We're just here to make a name
Here we like the press, yes
Here we all depressed liquor drugs and sex
That plane touchin' down
They say welcome to the West
Welcome to the West
Ain't a thang you can't find in the West
Land of the blessed
Come and take a trip out west
She just got that new Jeep for her birthday
She so boujee in the worst way
100 K up on the Gram but she still thirsty
They still lurkin'
She just popped it got her thizzin'
Got ‘em feedin' her addiction all
Her morals came up missin'
She's an LA girl and LA girls are lalalala
Party bitches Rest In Peace
No rest for wicked
She wanna be an actress tries her best
We're young rich and pretty in The West
Welcome to the West
Ain't a thang you can't find in the West
Land of the blessed
Come and take a trip out west
Aw yeah she drink Pink Moscato
She don't ain't ever pay for bottles
Tells her friends back home she's
Made it she's a model
See my name up on the flyer
I'm an outlaw she's a rider
Make her eyes roll back every
Time I'm inside her
Whoa, I'm not your savior I'm
Too busy countin' paper
If the game's taught me shit it's
Get the bag get bitches later
If you salty you a hater
Need Bruschetta skip the capers
Go and batmobile my whip all black my scraper
Welcome to the West
Ain't a thang you can't find in the West
Land of the blessed
Come and take a trip out west
To the West Coast you can come but never go
The admission is your soul
That's the price to reach your goals
It's a pity it's a shame all
The things we do for fame
We're so different we're the same
We're just here to make a name