You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise Down a back road blowin’ stop signs through the middle Every little farm town with you In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit It’d look a hell lot better with you up in it So baby you a song Yeah, when I

In Oakland, in Oakland Foot on the gas All the red lights And the stop signs I'm ready to go LA, it's ya girl, Yesi Ortiz Got some brand-new music I need y'all to turn it up and tell me what you think

All I remember is sirens, Blue lights flashin' and drivin', Dirt lane passin' and flyin', Tearin' through the red lights, Blowin' through the stop signs. One curve away from dyin', Ringin' from the gun shots firin', I just remember her tan legs standin'

One day at a time smell the roses taste the wine That wheel keeps turning on and on, day and night No one survives ain't no use in cryin' One day at a time no stop signs or red lights What ain't dead is surely dyin' one day at a time Angels sing and

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow Since we've no place to go It doesn't show signs of stoppin' How I'll hate goin' out in the storm All the way home I'll be warm The fire is slowly dyin' And, my dear, we're still goodbyin' As long as you love me so

Stop talking in codes Let me know what's up I need a love to celebrate So baby, take it all the way Stop talking in codes, stop talking in codes Tell me black and white Why I'm here tonight I can't read the signs Can't do it no more

You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise I got my windows down and the radio, get your radio Down a back road blowin’ stop signs through the middle Every little farm town with you In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit It’d look a hell lot

Quarter million dollars all on my skin Tote this F&N like I got license Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don't do no stoppin' Jump off the tightrope, I'm tryna dive in Yeah, cook that shit up Quay Ain't been in the studio for like three or four weeks

You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise Down a back road blowin’ stop signs through the middle Every little farm town with you In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit It’d look a hell lot better with you up in it So baby you a song Yeah, when I