intro
LA, it's ya girl, Yesi Ortiz
I need you to turn it up and let me know what you think
It's Lloyd, called "Oakland", on Power 106
verse
Everything, that I wanted
Only gotta drive for the moment
If you tell me, "Turn around," then I'm on it
For the moment, but you know me
You know how I get when I'm lonely
And I think about you and the moments
But everything you do is so Oakland, so Oakland
chorus
Foot on the gas, I'm just trying to pass
All the red lights and the stop signs
Before I get to The Bay, babe, that's a problem
Because I'm way too scared to call
And you might get me to stay, no
hook
I don't really mind the drive
But I think I'd rather die
With my hands on two and ten
So I guess it all depends
And I'm nervous, truth be told
I never saw me growing old
And if I married you tonight
It would probably start a riot
verse
Everything, that I needed
Now I finally got you in your feelings
Everything you won't say, you tweet it
And a nigga don't like that shit at all
Can we just roll with the feeling?
Can we just roll for a minute?
chorus
Foot on the gas, I'm just tryna pass
All the red lights and the stop signs
But I'm really not ready, girl, that's a problem
'Cause I'm way too scared to fall
And I know that you choose to stay, no-oh
verse
All the girlfriends saying, "Here we go again"
Rich kid, but he act like a gentleman
Last one didn't end like it should've been
Two dates and he still wanna get it in
And you're saying it's because of the Internet
Try once and it's on to the next chick
X-O the O face on your exes, right?
verse
And we can do the same thing if you wanna have better
When your thoughts can't breathe and you thinking asthmatic
And you wanna be a mom and I wasn't mad at it
I was thinking 'bout me, I'd be really bad at it
'Cause I'm thinking 'bout me, weeks in Dubai
Fourth of July, house in Kauai, yeah, we can try
hook
I took off my nine-to-five
But you still don't have the time to kiss me, just hit me
And if I left you all alone, would you still pick up the phone?
I got furniture to move, and we'll both be 30 soon
The only one I know is you, so the fuck I'm supposed to do?
Writer(s): Ludwig Emil Tomas Goransson, Donald Mckinley Glover Ii, Rochelle Jordan