[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
I spend my time tryna find myself backwards
I ain't got no time to let my niggas get they back hurt
Sundays feelin' fine when the skies witchu
You and I alike, that's why I ride witchu
I spend my time tryna find myself backwards
I ain't got no time to let my niggas get they back hurt
Sundays feelin' fine when the skies witchu
You and I alike, that's why I ride, ride, ride, ride
[Verse 1: Dom McLennon]
See, my papa told me "Never keep your hands down"
Be prepared for the shot or it's man down
Playin' Barkley way out from the stands down
Got pulled over and I really understands now
Couldn't tеll ya what's the outline of the plan now
All I know I feel likе a need a damn ounce
Move ya spirit side to side if ya can't bounce
Or ya gonna have to get out of my damn house
[Verse 2: Matt Champion]
Hot hopscotch skippin' to my front porch, ya
You gon' drive stick, turn ya Honda to a Porsche, ya
Windows don't roll so I gotta push 'em up
Running up, chopping with your knees
I got that bun to bun, ya
Sneakin' in your pool, light it up by the bubble up
Come under the cov', underneath the waterfall
See your eyes star when I get involved when the ice fall
Let it go, I let it go, ah ya
I spend my time tryna find myself backwards
I ain't got no time to let my niggas get they back hurt
Sundays feelin' fine when the skies witchu
You and I alike, that's why I ride witchu
I spend my time tryna find myself backwards
I ain't got no time to let my niggas get they back hurt
Sundays feelin' fine when the skies witchu
You and I alike, that's why I ride, ride, ride, ride
[Verse 1: Dom McLennon]
See, my papa told me "Never keep your hands down"
Be prepared for the shot or it's man down
Playin' Barkley way out from the stands down
Got pulled over and I really understands now
Couldn't tеll ya what's the outline of the plan now
All I know I feel likе a need a damn ounce
Move ya spirit side to side if ya can't bounce
Or ya gonna have to get out of my damn house
[Verse 2: Matt Champion]
Hot hopscotch skippin' to my front porch, ya
You gon' drive stick, turn ya Honda to a Porsche, ya
Windows don't roll so I gotta push 'em up
Running up, chopping with your knees
I got that bun to bun, ya
Sneakin' in your pool, light it up by the bubble up
Come under the cov', underneath the waterfall
See your eyes star when I get involved when the ice fall
Let it go, I let it go, ah ya
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