作词 : Raf Sandou 作曲 : ASIAN PERIOD/Raf Sandou Take me back to that 2008 My thoughts gon’ spin and round Honda van, ride our place Young stunna boy, I was him
Dad was on the wheel with that cig Two big men with that drift M.J turnt, that was bliss Nothing else needed, that was it
Take me back to that ****in’ 8 All the things were bright, it was too clear Time goes by, yeah, I’m a man I’ve been keep uppin’ my rank
Too turnt, fresh clothes, **** froze wrist All the hoes come and go Jackson Pollock on that – Bitch, yeah, I’m Pantone in different color tone
And that’s where we started We had to have it all, my feelings Can’t explain it – In a sentence And my time goes fast, and I might lose my patience Take me back to the moment It was really hard to –
Pu-, pu-, push myself to start it Bump the bass and they gon’ feel it Press the button, Imma start it Yeah, boy, we gon’ touch the ceiling I said –
Push myself to start it Bump the bass and they gon’ feel it Press the button, Imma start it Yeah, boy, we gon’ touch the ceiling I said, we gon’,
Touch the – We gon’ touch the –
Touch the – We gon’ touch the –
Big boy, yeah, ridin’ it bad Giving no ****s, I ain’t got no plan COMME des GARÇONS from Japan COMME des GARÇONS for her pants You too small, never been a man Turn too fresh, this boy again Big boy, yeah, ridin’ it bad Giving no ****s, I ain’t got no plan
Push myself to start it Bump the bass and they gon’ feel it Press the button, Imma start it Yeah, boy, we gon’ touch the ceiling I said – Push myself to start it Bump the bass and they gon’ feel it Press the button, Imma start it Yeah, boy, we gon’ touch the ceiling
Imma – Start it Yeah, boy, We gon’ touch the ceiling
Push myself to start it Bump the bass and they gon’ feel it Press the button, Imma start it Yeah, boy, we gon’ touch the ceiling
Imma – Start it Yeah, boy, We gon’ touch the ceiling
Imma – Start it Yeah, boy, We gon’ touch the c –
作词 : Raf Sandou 作曲 : ASIAN PERIOD/Raf Sandou Take me back to that 2008 My thoughts gon’ spin and round Honda van, ride our place Young stunna boy, I was him
Dad was on the wheel with that cig Two big men with that drift M.J turnt, that was bliss Nothing else needed, that was it
Take me back to that ****in’ 8 All the things were bright, it was too clear Time goes by, yeah, I’m a man I’ve been keep uppin’ my rank
Too turnt, fresh clothes, **** froze wrist All the hoes come and go Jackson Pollock on that – Bitch, yeah, I’m Pantone in different color tone
And that’s where we started We had to have it all, my feelings Can’t explain it – In a sentence And my time goes fast, and I might lose my patience Take me back to the moment It was really hard to –
Pu-, pu-, push myself to start it Bump the bass and they gon’ feel it Press the button, Imma start it Yeah, boy, we gon’ touch the ceiling I said –
Push myself to start it Bump the bass and they gon’ feel it Press the button, Imma start it Yeah, boy, we gon’ touch the ceiling I said, we gon’,
Touch the – We gon’ touch the –
Touch the – We gon’ touch the –
Big boy, yeah, ridin’ it bad Giving no ****s, I ain’t got no plan COMME des GARÇONS from Japan COMME des GARÇONS for her pants You too small, never been a man Turn too fresh, this boy again Big boy, yeah, ridin’ it bad Giving no ****s, I ain’t got no plan
Push myself to start it Bump the bass and they gon’ feel it Press the button, Imma start it Yeah, boy, we gon’ touch the ceiling I said – Push myself to start it Bump the bass and they gon’ feel it Press the button, Imma start it Yeah, boy, we gon’ touch the ceiling
Imma – Start it Yeah, boy, We gon’ touch the ceiling
Push myself to start it Bump the bass and they gon’ feel it Press the button, Imma start it Yeah, boy, we gon’ touch the ceiling
Imma – Start it Yeah, boy, We gon’ touch the ceiling
