Lyrics Pacific Coast Highway - Sean Leon, Daniel Caesar

Pacific Coast Highway

I thought I told you don’t take it too far
Don’t take it too far
I thought I told you (through the city with the top down)
Don’t take it too far
Don’t take it too far
I come to you as friend, not foe
Just thought that I would let you know…
I come to you as friend, not foe
Just thought that I would let you know…
Okay, no passengers in this Porsche papi
Pill poppin' them pills partner
Pussy poppin' that Porsche coupe
Porsche wheel looking real proper
Pardon me but my real father never gave a fuck
He never been bothered
UH, had me feeling like, UH
Had me feeling like what the fuck you want want want want UH
I’m that type of nigga
To kill a keyboard killa
Watch what you typing, nigga
Look, My dogs never blog
They just hog bitches
Then they hit em raw
Then they dodge, all of your bitches, uh
The moon and the sky never had no shit on I
Never ever, never I
So whoever, ever, tries
Will forever, ever, die
Guard your wife with your life
Cause I’ll feed her little lies then destroy your little life
I am I
I’m the I
In the win you’ll never eye
I may see over heads
But there is nobody over me
Ninelevenne GPS’ing on the dash
Do I find my way to heaven or my way into some ass?
Passengers in this Porsche
Passengers in this Porsche
Passengers in this Porsche
Passengers in this Porsche
Ain’t no passengers in this Porsche
Passengers in this Porsche
Passengers in this Porsche
Passengers in this Porsche
Passengers in this Porsche
Ain’t no passengers in this Porsche
Passengers in this Porsche
Passengers in this Porsche
Passengers in this Porsche
Passengers in this Porsche
Ain’t no passengers in this Porsche
I thought I told you…
Feeling like it’s happened
Cause back when I was rapping, I was never getting pussy
Now the pussy’s never absent
Now the pussy come with accents
If she ain’t fully mixed, she a fraction
Foreign features and the fashion
Got me stunting on the women from my past tense
Got me thinking about the women I was having
And how you’ll never get to have them
Shit, this is how I had them
Like coke, how I bagged them
Got throat was my anthem
Got throat cause I’m handsome
And had some bands for the dancers
Heavy is the head, nigga
Porsche coupe pussy pop like the whores do
She gon' hit me every time a nigga touching down
All this pussy on my lap, got to sort through
Part 2
Bet she picking my pickle, I pick apart you
Pussy niggas, I’m popping, I’m like Pac was
Swerve in my lane, I might park you
Partly cause my apartment was down in the basement
There with my partners
But now we done came up, killing the rap game
Poking the carcass
Sick of this fame shit but that be the same shit you niggas wanting
Bitches begging for dick, Niggas begging for mercy
I’m begging no pardons
Porsche 911, nigga
I thought I told you don’t take it too far
Don’t take it too far
I thought I told you
Don’t take it too far
Don’t take it too far