Im givin’ up yeah That’s when you know oh’oh oh’oh You know oh’oh oh’oh Like, like, wooowooohooo! Im givin’ up searching, searching, searching to find Oh nothing (oh nothing) Nothing else matters to me Finally found the one, that's you

Wouldn't be me without you Walk in the buildin', everybody stare Never made it to the room, I fucked her on the steps You either got balls or you shoot like Steph Yeah, yeah, yeah So damn real Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Steve Aoki, woozy gang I

I said, "Oh, go Johnny, Johnny B. Goode tonight," yeah Deep down in Jamaica, close to Mandeville Back up in the woods, on top of a hill There stood an old hut made of earth and wood There lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode He never learned to read

Ay, bitch I been goin' and goin' like the Energizer Yeah, I'm supplyin' the wood like Elijah In the cut, smokin' on indica Might fuck around and compartmentalize ya They say, they say life is a bitch and if that is the case then I'm finna surprise her

Tryna pose a threat, go at your mommy It's okay, 'kay (Okay) Just in case a nigga try to play, play, play It's okay, 'kay (Wheezy, Pluto) Yeah, baby ain't play, play Last name Hndrxx whatever I do (Wheezy outta here) Woo, everything we do, we goin' dummy

Everybody wanna be a gangster (So you wanna be a gangster, homes?) 'Til it's time to do gangster shit You talk the talk, you better walk the walk, boy Shit just got real up in this bitch (Shit just got real) (Yeah- Put up or shut up) (Put up or shut up)

I wanna love you like the world's gonna stop 'Til the very last second, last tick of that clock I'm gonna slow it all down and then take you from zero to ten Yeah, I wanna love you like I'll never love you again You're gonna run out of cigarettes And

So go ahead and chase her Yeah, boy, you're nothing but a chaser And it cuts me like a razor You can follow her tracks, you can try to win her back Put the miles on your tires 'til you run out of gas I'm done letting you be my heartbreaker You're looking

¿De qué me vale ser tu amigo Si no puedo dormir contigo? Que mi vida no es normal (normal) La soledad me mata, sin ti no es lo mismo Y es que sin ti no se puede estar Solo no me puedo acostar (oh yeah) Ahora no duermo sin fumar (fumar) Si no quiere'

I said, "Oh, go Johnny, Johnny B. Goode tonight," yeah Deep down in Jamaica, close to Mandeville Back up in the woods, on top of a hill There stood an old hut made of earth and wood There lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode He never learned to read