Such a long time ago If I found you with another There's one thing you should know Got to give it up or let me go Well I told you pretty baby Well I'd walk right out your door Woah you might call me crazy Oh honey if you want me to love you I know

Gettin' high, chillin' with my bros Gettin' high, blazin' with the bros And you know I got a gang of pre-rolls Talkin' 'bout these hoes, yeah Tryna dodge these hoes Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, woah, oh, woah It's gon' be your favorite song

Back it up for me, back it, back it up for me Oh woah, woah woah You don't get to see my face, just drop it down You don't get to see my face, just pop it down, pop it down Ooh, yeah yeah yeah UTU, FÈRINA! Girl I'm wavy

Oh, yeah, I'll still take you home So what do you know? Oh-woah, woah, woah Oh, you know nothing Yeah, but I'll still take you home Well, it's ever so funny 'Cause I don't think you're special, I don't think you're cool You're just probably alright But

You know you fit the position From the first time I saw you Say she waan the work Girl let me see your application Make me employ you Let me see your application Let me employ you Ya, oh oh oh Ey no no no, oh woah

Live so fast, I never take a pause (oh, woah) No more talk, we're kicking down the doors Everybody saw me taking off (taking off) Fuckin' what they say, party hard (party hard) I wouldn't trade this life for anything, it wouldn't be the same (same)

Do you think about us? Woah-oh-oh-oh Do you think about us, us? (Think about us, are you thinkin' 'bout us?) (Are you—, thinkin' 'bout us, are you thinkin' 'bout us?) (Are you—, thinkin' 'bout us, thinkin' 'bout us) Oh-na-na-na-na, do you think about us?

Ooh, gold, woah When everything, everything, everything you touch turns to gold, gold, gold When everything, everything, everything you touch turns to gold, gold (Ooh, gold, woah Ooh, gold, woah) (Who can you trust) First comes the blessing of all that

Power, power And woah the air is on fire This room feels electric, cord here in your sights I will never understand the power you're holding over me Oh you've had it too long, yes you've had it too long Aim, throw your best shot right at me 'Cause pain,

That same old song (woah oh) Ride with us on Friday night See if we don't burn it up See if we ain't crankin' Hank Sippin' on a little somethin' strong I hear there's folks Tired of us talking about dirt roads Tailgates, tan lines and corn rows It sounds