Kill Turbo
LA
[Chorus]
I gotta hundred cigarettes on the ashtray
And a bottle full of Baileys for a bad day
I gotta stick my thumb up on the highway
And I'll tell my baby I'm never coming back from LA
Baby, I'm never coming back from LA

[Verse]
Betcha never seen a diamond choker on a cowboy
In a Porsche 911 making that noise
Claim he had a few drinks and made a bad choice
Did some cocaine sniffing with some bad boys
I woke up, still drunk like an a-hole
I gotta change my outfit cause it's the day yo
Hoped in the droptop and ripped it down Rodeo
You betcha ass I went through every last Peso

[Chorus]
I gotta hundred cigarettes on the ashtray
And a bottle full of Baileys for a bad day
I gotta stick my thumb up on the highway
And I'll tell my baby I'm never coming back from LA
Baby, I'm never coming back from LA