CIRCA76 ft. DARLA JANE Lyrics

Did it like Micheal somethings starting

Bang shot you down while I was go karting

Four blue eyes and our broken cars

Steady rat race to the fucking stars

Four blue eyes and broken cars

Steady rat race to the fucking stars

You're so undercover champagne lover

But what's my middle name will we make to the summer

I'm a gentlemen I take her coat off

Said I'd do it make a toast bout it

Said she got a heart of gold

Wonder how I get ahold of it

Shawty always looking so gorgeous

The way she looking on the Gram

I'm lucky enough to be ya man's

Ya never fucking up my plan

The way you move I know you really love to dance baby

Uh woah watch the hands baby

Uh woah got some fans baby

Uh let me understand baby

Step back make some bands baby

Sorry had to take the show from em

Know we had to let 'em know

Twenty for the love and two for the trouble

We're burnin' on wheels but we stay humble

Do you like me in the magazine

It's not my fault I have to be seen

Do you like me in the magazine it's not my fault I have to be seen

Not my fault

There's a bit of ego wherever we go

We're high on gasoline

Catch the steam Alpha Romeo

Ooooh Alpha Romeo

Funky young Bon and Clyde huh

Said she always down to ride for em

My baby in another time zone

What she looking so fly for

And she really love to skate huh

She don't need to use breaks no

Give me something I can slide on

Give me something I can slide on

Get the fuck out my face

What y'all got to say now

Black shades on the face

Fifty shades of the paint

Hot Finally found a new flame

Drop top and it waves

I ain't never taking time off

Moonwalking 'til I glide off

Did it like Micheal somethings starting

Bang shot you down while I was go karting

Did it like Micheal somethings starting

Bang shot you down while I was go karting

Did it like Micheal somethings starting

Bang shot you down while I was go karting

Did it like Micheal somethings starting

Bang shot you down while I was go karting