Lyrics Qveen Herby – 310

West Coast, welcome to the madness
Bring your dreams, leave behind your baggage, yeah
Everybody high just like my status
They come and go in the 310

Yeah, I want the Jeep with the blackouts
I want the platinum plaque now
Wonderin’ when I’ma tap out
See there’s always something out here you don’t have yet
I just gotta turn my passion to a paycheck

I went from basic bitch to bougie
Drink kombucha with my sushi
Tippin’ 20 on gratuity, but if you try to use me
I’m on cruise like I’m Karrrueche, got security on duty
Always runnin’ into groupies, say they knew me

West Coast, welcome to the madness
Bring your dreams, leave behind your baggage, yeah
Everybody high just like my status
They come and go in the 310
West Coast, welcome to the madness
Bring your dreams, leave behind your baggage, yeah
Everybody high just like my status
They come and go in the 310

I got a house in the hills now
Poppin’ a pill, gotta chill out
I swear, ever since I came, nothing’s been the same
Don’t know the fake from the real now

I went from basic bitch to bougie
Drink kombucha with my sushi
Tippin’ 20 on gratuity, but if you try to use me
I’m on cruise like I’m Karrrueche, got security on duty
Always runnin’ into groupies, say they knew me

West Coast, welcome to the madness
Bring your dreams, leave behind your baggage, yeah
Everybody high just like my status
They come and go in the 310
West Coast, welcome to the madness (Welcome to the madness)
Bring your dreams, leave behind your baggage, yeah
Everybody high just like my status (Everybody high, yeah)
They come and go in the 310

Don’t know what to say
It’s the price you pay (I don’t know what to say)
Hit another jam out in Californ-I-A (In California)
Don’t know what to say
It’s the price you pay (It’s the price you pay)
Hit another jam out in Californ-I-A
In Californ-I-A, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
They come and go in the 310