Goldkimono - Electric Swing Lyrics

Never the one with the keys in hand
Bouncing on the beat tho we came prepared
Me and the homies always take the stairs
Coming up late bloomers honorine jobert

We aint to classy be standing in line
But a red velvet rope never matched my grind
I'd rather bring the party back to the block
And Rock my Helly Hansen in the chrome fiat

No dress code but the mode is vivid
come through the door you either dead or you live it

Me and the crew we the colorful kind
We keep the time on our watch and the diamonds on our mind

We don't care about the club
We don't sit on champagne seats
No we do it just because
All we want is the boom of the beat to:
Shake the jeep

Windows down space invading the sound
I beg your pardon
Just a couple of Martians
Cruising in a 4wheel marihuana ship
With the kick snare kick, take another hit
Holy moly I feel rhymed like riddles
The rainbow's in my veins like my blood cells skittles
My eyes are feeling woozy all my got friends the giggles
Homie turn the music up a little
And back to the track facts as I swing back
Chopping up the beat like I'm a lumber jack
I don't introspect you to connect
But if you do, then you know, where it is, that we're at