She said meet me out yeah She said meet me out yeah, yeah yeah She said meet me out yeah, uh yeah, yeah yeah ay She said meet me out in San Diego Fuck the fake friends they can stay at home They don't want your love it's just not enough They smile in your face then they tear you up Soju on a Sunday Driving on the highway You don't gotta do that I can fly you my way We ain't got no service We just on the island I ain't got no service But reach me on the island Shawty on my line But I ain't got time Yeah my Rollie ice But my drip don't time Knowing that I'm up Sippin' on good wine Leave a bitch on read When she saying that she mine, woah Ten toes down I ain't leave the ground Sunday morn So the rain don't pour Yeah and I swish, and I swish, and I swish yeah And she smoke and she smoke Yeah she roll with the Swishers Uh no I got brand new ice I got brand new hoes I got brand new gold Got an iced-out throne And my wrist real cold (woah) Got your bitch on the low (woah) I wanna see that ass mothafuckin space out I wanna see that ass mothafuckin space out I'mma see it right now Wanna see you right now I'mma see that ass mothafuckin space out Baby I'mma pass out If I don't have your love right now If I don't got your love right now