Griffin - Bouquets lyrics

[Chorus 1] You my west coast, baby, you my west coast You my west coast, darlin you my west coast You my west coast, baby you my west coast You my west coast girl (x2) [VERSE 1] I think of you when I been on the road See the way you bat your eyes and that crinkle in your nose Got me shook, I ain't lyin Like its tough to decide if I'mma try to get your name or ya headspace Talk about the stars on your bed, maybe switch it up Better livin, west coast Bet the homies say so Once they get a taste, well they prolly ain't be headin home Ya know we got the recipe Its women weed and weather, doctor said its what we need So we been mixin up the 3 - it's all G And with the women specifically? Well, it's somethin bout the way that they been smilin at me I'm catchin hiney off a heineken Grimy but you know the ladies like me when I'm rhymin slick Aight, sh**, see I ain't tryna brag But honestly you missin on some love if ya'll ain't headed west We got the sh** that makes your heart sing Comin out the trees like baby won't ya spark it with me? [Chorus 1] ... [VERSE 2] The story always start the same I see ya laughin at your friends, scared to ask your name Thankfully I've had a few already, I'm walkin right up Sayin baby won't ya step outside, the night young We could be walkin the streets just us Maybe talk about the world and how the fakes add up And when we get to your door - Our eyes meet and for a second I swear The clock stops and I could die right there You know I'm singin at the top of my lungs We spendin weeks wrapped up And yea the weed add up but it's all love - we ain't been keepin score I know ya feel the pull Push me when ya feelin low But look it ain't a thing to me Cause when the winter ends its all spring [Chorus 2] And yeah the flowers look best when I been with ya Petals fallin down, got me grinnin off the sh** How the hell have I been feelin so low, huh? How the hell ya got me feelin so low [VERSE 3 - Atwood] You the type of girl that I'd love fallin asleep to And make me wanna wake up even more so I could see you We spring outta bed with a kiss and some weed too And for breakfast you make chocolate chip waffles for my sweet tooth A loss to some but a goddess to me Swear my thoughts of you have rung for as far as can see She pluckin chords of my heart like guitars with the string And that warm buzz it get me reminiscent of spring I said come on baby, it's all love round here I'm gettin fined, oh ya got me spendin dough my dear Think I'm in love witcha Maybe I'm just in my feels But see everything I wanted yea it's all right here [Chorus 2] [VERSE 4] And you would always tell me nothin really matters long as I got you But it never went both ways - I'm sick of it Listen, it's still love but I been chillin up above with the clouds I ain't need ya now But honestly if things change... hit the line I'm doin fine but I prolly wouldn't mind another chance to look into your eyes Like oh they so fine [VERSE 5] It's sorta funny how life like to circle How I see it's cycles, beat rhymes Record a piece of mind and leave it well placed Hell, save the memories Like thank ya, bet we meet again It's 80 ways to keep a friend Like baby you could reach a pen, yeah But if you really won't take that time Then in the morning imma walk out fine, oh yea Hold my windowseat, I been rollin out the airport weeded, sheesh I been bleedin trees, I been bleedin trees Resin in my veins and teeth I been patient Scrubbin out the sour taste now Scrubbin out the sour taste now Oh you got me scrubbin out the sour taste now Peace in the mornin I got peace in the evenin The suns on my skin and I feel so easy So long to my spirit So long to my soul Hold tight, in some years we'll be home