Bimmer Lyrics

[ PartyIsntOver ] x2

Uhm, I Said, The Party Isn’t Over

We Can Still Dance

But I don't Have No Rhythm

So f..cking Take A Chance With me

The Party Isn’t Over

We Can Still Dance Girl

But I don't Have No Rhythm

So f..cking Take A Chance With a nigga

Like me… like me

[ CampFire ]

Yeah, uhm

All I needed was a stick,

Grab the marshmallows

Mother f..ckers getting lynched and burned

I earned it, my flog gnaw badge is looking good

On this brand new jacket

The donuts on the flag waving over the cabin

Now grab them graham crackers and pass them over here

Hurry, quickly I need a piece of Hersheys

Darker than the corners of the bushes we be lurking

I centered the mellow over the graham

Heated it too long now it’s melting over my hand

Fuck it, I’ll bite it, I burnt it, but I liked it

Camping with my niggas, it's so f..cking exciting

(Kids)

We’re making smores, by the campfire

Camp Flog Gnaw, a great summer

(Laetitia Sadier)

(?)

[Bimmer]

[Hook 1: Tyler The Creator]

You remind me of my bimmer

A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater

You got a lot of drive I’m trying to keep up

But it’s not a lot of miles on ya meter

You remind me of my bimmer

See your ignition, baby girl I’m trying to key up

And your head lights are off I’m trying to see ‘em

But it’s not a lot of miles on ya meter

So let me start it up and smash it

[Verse 1: Tyler The Creator & (Frank Ocean)]

Pop some Tame Impala, your man got a lame impala

(And it’s dark outside)

And I’m sharing slurpees and you ain’t even begin to swallow

(Oooooooo)

You’re f..cking nuts, green top we coupled up

Run my fingers through em as you wax and buff my muffler

Cause I fingered you, you think the f..cking ring is coming up?

(Oooooooo)

Maybe, I don’t know, I think you’re chill

(Ride for)

Riding on my pegs, and my back against your legs

And a seatbelt is needed if I get between ‘em, yeah

[Hook 1: Tyler, The Creator]

You remind me of my bimmer

A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater

You got a lot of drive I’m trying to keep up

But it’s not a lot of miles on ya meter

You remind me of my bimmer

See your ignition, baby girl I’m trying to key up

And your head lights are off I’m trying to see ‘em

But it’s not a lot of miles on ya meter

So let me start it up and smash it

[ Verse 2: Frank Ocean ]

Mhhmmm, It’ll Get Dark Outside Soon ( ride for it)

Where the streetlights sing (ride for it)

You don't have to lie girl to kick it it's cool

We moving slow

[Hook 2: Tyler The Creator]

You remind me of my bimmer

A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater

You got a lot of drive I’m trying to keep up

But it’s not a lot of miles on ya meter

You remind me of my bimmer

Smash

You remind me of my bimmer

(Outro)

Where you been man?

I had a dropoff to make real quick

Hey You’ve Seen Salem

Oh she with that new dude, wolf, or, Darnell, whatever his name is

Fuck that nigga man

Hey you know where they went?

I seen ‘em going down by the lake

What the f..ck

You good man? You Need Some Sherm?

I got some

I got a can of these baked beans, too