"Florida Kilos" (registered on BMI as "Florida Kilo") is a song by Lana Del Rey. It was written by Del Rey, Dan Auerbach and Harmony Korine and produced by Dan Auerbach. It will be released on Del Rey's second major-label studio album Ultraviolence. It serves as the third bonus track from the album and is also the closing track for the album from the deluxe edition without the iTunes bonus track.
Cross-references
- The lyric "white lines" is also in "Ultraviolence".
- "Cola" is referenced in many other songs such as "Serial Killer" and "Party Girl".
- Reference to "Yayo".
- Florida is referenced in "Axl Rose Husband" and "Elvis".
- The lyric "pretty baby" is heavily stressed in Lana Del Rey's songs. Some of these include "Pretty Baby", "For K Part 2", "Live or Die", and others.
Lyrics
White lines, pretty baby, tattoos,
Don't know what they mean,
They're special, just for you.
White lines, baking powder on the stove,
Cookin' up a dream,
Turnin' diamonds into snow.
I feel you, pretty baby, feel me,
Turn it up hot, lovin' you is free.
I like it down, like it down way low,
But you already know that, you already know.
Come on down to Florida,
I got somethin' for ya.
We could see the kilos,
On the keys, baby, oh yeah.
Guns and the summertime,
Chica, cherry, cola, lime.
Prison isn't nothin' to me,
If you'll be my side.
Yayo, yayo, yayo,
And the dope things,
Yayo, yayo, yayo.
Sun in my mouth and gold hoops,
You like your little baby,
Like you like your drinks cool.
White lines, pretty daddy goes,
"Kid, you snort it like a champ,
Like the winner, winner in."
Come on down to Florida,
I got somethin' for ya.
We could see the kilos,
On the keys, baby, oh yeah.
Guns and the summertime,
Chica, cherry, cola, lime.
Prison isn't nothin' to me,
If you'll be my side.
Yayo, yayo, yayo,
And the dope things,
Yayo, yayo, yayo.
We could get high in Miami,
Ooh, dance the night away.
People never die in Miami,
Ooh, that's what they all say.
(You believe me, don't you baby?)
Come on down to Florida,
I got somethin' for ya.
We could see the kilos,
On the keys, baby, oh yeah.
Guns and the summertime,
Chica, cherry, cola, lime.
Prison don't mean nothin' to me,
If you'll be by my side.
Yayo, yayo, yayo,
All the Floridians like,
Yayo, yayo, yayo,
All the Columbians like,
Yayo, yayo, yayo,
And all my girlfriends,
Yayo, yayo, yayo,
That's how I do it like.
Mm, oh, pretty baby,
White lines, pretty baby,
Gold teeth, pretty baby, yeah,
Dance the night away.