FISHINGRod

Bike go Bike go Bike go Fishing Rod I got chains on my dome Keep me fly on the road Bike go Bike go Bike go Fishing Rod I got chains on my dome Keep me fly on the road How I miss half-closed windows Tints on the indoors Stuck inside an Uber With somebody that I don't know Get it on the road yeah Eyes squint cause the wind blowing Listening to songs on my earphones two tone feeling, no hands ma Grip feel good on the handlebars Got used to it quick in America No heat, no sweat, this ain't a bluff No highways here, never used a car Huh? Shout out Nour Bakkar Used to talk about this all the time We ride in the blue, we ride in pink And the clouds look fine, with the sun in my eyes Bike go Bike go Bike go Fishing Rod I got chains on my dome Keep me fly on the road Bike go Bike go Bike go Fishing Rod I got chains on my dome Keep me fly on the road Guess I still ride the bus sometimes Like a movie scene, looking outside Searching for something I cannot find end of the tunnel, light from inside (Right from inside) I remember now Snehit used to take me on em rides Bonafide, and I miss my guys Cannot lie, they ride or die Don't know, where to go Don't know, what to do Don't know, on the road Don't know, don’t know Don't know, where to go Don't know, what to do Don't know, on the road Don't know, don’t know And I still need a different reason To get off a feeling Ohh Ohh And I still need a different reason To get off a feeling Ohh Ohh Bike go Bike go Bike go Fishing Rod I got chains on my dome Keep me fly on the road Bike go Bike go Bike go Fishing Rod I got chains on my dome Keep me fly on the road Tell me, Tell me, Tell me, what I don’t wanna know I'm homesick and alone Want, want, want, what I want you to know Late nights that I drove Cant, Cant, Cant, keep it down on the low I'm so far gone Don’t, Don’t, Don’t, get through to me now It ain't true to me, it ain't true to me