[Intro]
Half past twelve, in the sun again
In my mind we are racing on the end
Knock on door you are looking for your friend
Fuck my life I never want this to end

[]
Eyes are on the floor
Where did you go (go, go, go)
I just saw myself
Letting you know (know, know)
That I dont really care if your moving
Drop it down low (low)
Half a night where you move to the music
What do you know

[]
Pull up bitch the floor is sick
Like forza, hoe I'm floorin' it
Burning rubber, burning gas
That turbo six, going fast
Summer '16, got the coupe
I crashed that bitch, it ain't last
Like how my knicks, in the back
Low key want my beemer back