90210

Drivin' around and it's 4 in the mornin'
Fiddy on the dash, fiddy on the gas, like I'm sorry
Ooh, Five-O comin', bumps in the road
They know I'm speedin', they know I'm speedin'
Fuck these pedestrians, I'm just tryna ride in Lamborghinis
Ooh, ooh, with my baby, ah
She's a porn-star girl, and she from the alley
She is out my world, she gon' make me leave my family
Now I'm pullin' out in your mama's caddy, yeah
Now I'm drivin' out, she done made me leave my family, yeah
Headed to the valley, head to the valley
And I'm head to the valley, head to the valley

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Baby's hooked on feeling low
Calling 90210
Mama's sending nothing back, oh
She will never pass this finding
All these other dimensions, hiding
Cover up nights in Camrys
Listening to one night standing
Baby's hooked on feeling low
Calling 90210
Mama's sending nothing back
Craving 90210, oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Baby's hooked on feeling low
Calling 90210, oh, oh-oh
Mama's bailing down that road
Craving 90210, oh, oh-oh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I don't wanna know-oh-oh
I don't wanna know-oh-oh
I don't wanna know-oh-oh
Baby's hooked on feeling low, oh
Baby's hooked on feeling low, oh
Doo-doo-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh