Burroughs T, Myiesha Lincoln - North Hills Lyrics

Non-stop flight to LAX
Five hours fourteen minutes
No aisle seat or window view
Middle seat trying to get to you
Shuttle over to Van Nuys
Uber over to North Hills
Can't believe I'm in LA
A week ago I was praying
No key or doorbell I just type in my code
And I open the door and wait 'til she gets home
She's happy to see me
Girl, let's get some groceries
And let's pour some liquor
Let's 'bout gettin' richer

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I fly across the country (yeah yeah yeah)
Feels like I hit the lottery (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
I wanna smoke a lot of weed (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Girl, we gon' do a lot of things (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)

You're only here 'til Sunday
And you know I'm 'bout to make your weekend
Feels like I'm jumpin' in the deep end
And the smoke has got me on the ceiling
Take me on a date
Spicy Tuna Sushi
Play some R.Kelly
Feeling on ya booty
Hop in the Jacuzzi
I wanna play
I'm glad you're here
Whisper in my ear
I'm the only

Only One Only One Only One
Only One Only One Only One
Only One yeah yeah yeah

I fly across the country (yeah yeah yeah)
Feels like I hit the lottery (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
I wanna smoke a lot of weed (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Girl, we gon' do a lot of things (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Whisper in my that I'm
Only One Only One Only One
Only One Only One Only One
Only One yeah yeah yeah