Released: April 7, 2016

Songwriter: NAV

Producer: NAV

[Verse 1]
Police pat me down, them bands all on me
Molly, purple drank is all that I need
Come get your bitch cause she dancing on me
I remember these bitches were laughing at me
Now she sucking, fucking, clapping for me
Hit me, DM, told she was a fan
I was nobody when I made "The Man"
Now when these bitches see me, know who I am
His bitch looking and I think she a flirt
Owls inside my shoes and XO my shirt
Diss me once and you'll be dead on the first
I'm staying clean, my squad doing dirt
I'm staying clean, let my squad do the dirt
Hating on me cause they can't get a verse
Summertime, shitting on you in a 'vert
My diamonds are water, I'm smoking on Earth
'Member my mama told me I'm the worst
When the check come in, she seeing it first
Buy her a house, I'ma buy her a purse
Looking for handouts, don't get on my nerves
You telling lies, I'm a man of my word
And your wifey just hit me but she getting curved
I'm wearing brand names that you never heard
How to get money, you never gon' learn

[Bridge]
I found myself a plug when I was down in Cali
Cause I met some white girl sniffing coke up in the Valley
"I'm sorry, I'm just really high, hi, nice to meet you"
I told her "I just wanna fuck, girl, I don't need it"

[Chorus]
I fell in love with L.A., yeah
I fell in love with L.A., yeah
I fell in love with L.A., yeah
I might not go home I might just stay, yeah

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I love L.A
Met a baddie from the Bay, ayy
Suck and fuck all day, yeah
But she can't call me bae, no
Smoking weed all day
In Beverly, I stay
The weather got me feeling so good that I put the Xans away
Started from the bottom (Bottom)
I just dropped the top
She want the molly, yeah, I got 'em (Yeah, yeah)
His bitch gave me top
My shooter got a mop
Deadin' all your talks (Deadin' all your talks now)
I love getting stoned
My watch is full of rocks (Yeah, yeah)
She say "NAV, why you so hood?"
She don't know about the Rex (West Side)
Had to tell my squad to clean it up, I don't wanna make a mess (Yeah, yeah)
Body coming home, he gon' beat the case, so you know he know what's next
Fucking up a check, diamonds dancing on my neck

[Bridge]
I found myself a plug when I was down in Cali
Cause I met some white girl sniffing coke up in the Valley
"I'm sorry, I'm just really high, hi, nice to meet you"
I told her "I just wanna fuck, girl, I don't need it"

[Chorus]
I fell in love with L.A., yeah
I fell in love with L.A., yeah
I fell in love with L.A., yeah
I might not go home, I might just stay, yeah

[Outro]
I fell in love with L.A., yeah
I fell in love with L.A., yeah
I fell in love with L.A., yeah
I might not go home, I might just stay, yeah
I fell in love with L.A

NAV

Navraj Singh Goraya (born November 3, 1989), popularly known as NAV, is an Indian-Canadian recording artist, record producer, and engineer from Rexdale, Ontario, Canada, a district of Toronto. His parents are both from the state of Punjab in India and are fluent in the Punjabi language; NAV himself is fluent in both English and Punjabi and practices the religion of Sikhism, the religion the majority of Punjabs practice.

Following in the footsteps of Canadian singer The Weeknd, the co-founder and leader of XO and a frequent collaborator of his, NAV has preferred to let his SoundCloud do the talking in the early stages of his career. Although going largely unnoticed at the time of its release, NAV’s first noteworthy production credit was in July 2015 when he helped co-produce Drake’s diss track towards Meek Mill, “Back to Back.”

After hearing a string of successful SoundCloud hits, including the self-produced “Myself,” in 2016, Amir “Cash” Esmailian,, the co-founder and manager of XO, reached out to NAV, giving him an opportunity to expand from the revolutionary music platform. NAV has grabbed numerous features since linking up with The Weeknd and the rest of XO, consisting of Belly, 88GLAM, and Black Atlass. His first and arguably most recognizable feature (which he also solely produced) is Travis Scott’s September 2016 song, “beibs in the trap,” from Travis' sophomore studio album, Birds in the Trap Sing McKnight.