More songs by KhakiKid
Description
Producer: Briskin
Producer: Louis Stanley Isaacs
Programmer: Briskin
Mastering Engineer: DCBeats
Mixing Engineer: DCBeats
Vocals: Joe Butler
Vocals: KhakiKid
Programmer: Louis Stanley Isaacs
Writer: Abdu Huss
Writer: Joe Butler
Writer: Briskin
Writer: Louis Stanley Isaacs
Lyrics and translation
Original
I put my shoes on one foot at a time.
You smell like tulips when you're by my side.
You said I'm too much and damn it, you were right.
So I put my shoes on 'cause you're no longer mine.
I met you on this random ass Tuesday.
You said that you like how I rap and say "Tuesday. " We coulda got rich in these duvets.
Make it on the big screen, ballin' off Blu-rays. Gave me my fresh pair like the Naphters.
Started tweakin' like everyone's an actor. My kinda romance, we slow dance backwards.
I'll only take the blame when your back hurts. You always wanna, always wanna put me in the mood.
Everything's good, then it's light out the blue.
Kick me out the room, said I left too soon. What have we done?
I can tell you talk 'bout going back to blockies.
But something's in your head and it's stopping you.
You wanna be rich and popular. Your phone's not stopping you.
I put my shoes on one foot at a time.
You smell like tulips when you're by my side.
You said I'm too much and damn it, you were right. So I put my shoes on 'cause you're no longer mine.
Baby girl, it's freezy AZ, ayy Even on my lazy days, I like my girls twenty-eight with some baby weight. They see me drink and say I'm drinkin' the pain away.
The pain is goin' nowhere, she can never stay away.
Uh, never driven drunk, but I might bike home. I want you on me, baby G, like some tight clothes.
Your little smile got my heart speedin' like ice, yo. Off the tequila, I be speakin' in typos.
Look, I'm a prick, I'll be swearin' 'til the end.
It's not the same, all good when I land on my head. I like the G ones, I could trade flip with the best.
I made the bands off her bands, come give it a rest.
Always on the border of a good time and a panic attack. Could fit more drinks in my stomach than a plastic bag.
Got mixed signals, ask me where I'm at. Mixed signals, I'm gon' send 'em back.
I put my shoes on one foot at a time.
You smell like tulips when you're by my side. You said I'm too much and damn it, you were right.
So I put my shoes on 'cause you're no longer mine.
English translation
I put my shoes on one foot at a time.
You smell like tulips when you're by my side.
You said I'm too much and damn it, you were right.
So I put my shoes on 'cause you're no longer mine.
I met you on this random ass Tuesday.
You said that you like how I rap and say "Tuesday. " We coulda got rich in these duvets.
Make it on the big screen, ballin' off Blu-rays. Gave me my fresh pair like the Naphters.
Started tweakin' like everyone's an actor. My kinda romance, we slow dance backwards.
I'll only take the blame when your back hurts. You always wanna, always wanna put me in the mood.
Everything's good, then it's light out the blue.
Kick me out the room, said I left too soon. What have we done?
I can tell you talk 'bout going back to blockies.
But something's in your head and it's stopping you.
You wanna be rich and popular. Your phone's not stopping you.
I put my shoes on one foot at a time.
You smell like tulips when you're by my side.
You said I'm too much and damn it, you were right. So I put my shoes on 'cause you're no longer mine.
Baby girl, it's freezy AZ, ayy Even on my lazy days, I like my girls twenty-eight with some baby weight. They see me drink and say I'm drinkin' the pain away.
The pain is goin' nowhere, she can never stay away.
Uh, never driven drunk, but I might bike home. I want you on me, baby G, like some tight clothes.
Your little smile got my heart speedin' like ice, yo. Off the tequila, I be speakin' in typos.
Look, I'm a prick, I'll be swearin' 'til the end.
It's not the same, all good when I land on my head. I like the G ones, I could trade flip with the best.
I made the bands off her bands, come give it a rest.
Always on the border of a good time and a panic attack. Could fit more drinks in my stomach than a plastic bag.
Got mixed signals, ask me where I'm at. Mixed signals, I'm gon' send 'em back.
I put my shoes on one foot at a time.
You smell like tulips when you're by my side. You said I'm too much and damn it, you were right.
So I put my shoes on 'cause you're no longer mine.