Open Late
๐ต 1184 characters
โฑ๏ธ 1:54 duration
๐ ID: 904899
๐ Lyrics
I could see you from the drive-thru
Moving too fast
Ooh yeah
Right where Broadway hits the railroad
Baby, don't crash
What do you think about hitting taco?
It's like 2:30 AM
Oh, yeah, for sure, let's roll
Crunchwrap
Rucksack
This is not...
Dunlap
It's you know, it's not an ad
It's just raw
It's... it's just what we want
(Yeah)
OK, can I get uh...
Open late, we always workin
Ain't never closed curtains when you not on the stage
Might put you on the TV if you hot on the page
Now we getting new paper baby, hot off the press
A traffic jam and it's like streets a rage
I know we blessed
More than burning this sage and more than burning incense
Morning breath when I tell them this truth
It's how they react it's clockwork
You start to tug at the roots
I mean that's how Black thought work
They got you running in boots
You couldn't match with our speed
You couldn't match with our weed
You smell a sack through a purse
And somehow we still got seconds to bliss
No oven mitts, I hold heat like this shit never hurt
Cold-pressed shit fresh to the taste
We open late
I got the opportunity but my mans' holding the space
It ain't a race
It ain't a race
It ain't a race
It ain't a race
Moving too fast
Ooh yeah
Right where Broadway hits the railroad
Baby, don't crash
What do you think about hitting taco?
It's like 2:30 AM
Oh, yeah, for sure, let's roll
Crunchwrap
Rucksack
This is not...
Dunlap
It's you know, it's not an ad
It's just raw
It's... it's just what we want
(Yeah)
OK, can I get uh...
Open late, we always workin
Ain't never closed curtains when you not on the stage
Might put you on the TV if you hot on the page
Now we getting new paper baby, hot off the press
A traffic jam and it's like streets a rage
I know we blessed
More than burning this sage and more than burning incense
Morning breath when I tell them this truth
It's how they react it's clockwork
You start to tug at the roots
I mean that's how Black thought work
They got you running in boots
You couldn't match with our speed
You couldn't match with our weed
You smell a sack through a purse
And somehow we still got seconds to bliss
No oven mitts, I hold heat like this shit never hurt
Cold-pressed shit fresh to the taste
We open late
I got the opportunity but my mans' holding the space
It ain't a race
It ain't a race
It ain't a race
It ain't a race
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:05.87] I could see you from the drive-thru
[00:09.86] Moving too fast
[00:14.44] Ooh yeah
[00:17.70] Right where Broadway hits the railroad
[00:21.46] Baby, don't crash
[00:24.42]
[00:28.81] What do you think about hitting taco?
[00:31.47] It's like 2:30 AM
[00:33.03] Oh, yeah, for sure, let's roll
[00:35.48] Crunchwrap
[00:36.92] Rucksack
[00:37.75] This is not...
[00:38.52] Dunlap
[00:39.11] It's you know, it's not an ad
[00:40.26] It's just raw
[00:41.07] It's... it's just what we want
[00:43.16] (Yeah)
[00:43.92] OK, can I get uh...
[00:46.08] Open late, we always workin
[00:48.63] Ain't never closed curtains when you not on the stage
[00:51.39] Might put you on the TV if you hot on the page
[00:53.94] Now we getting new paper baby, hot off the press
[00:56.83] A traffic jam and it's like streets a rage
[00:58.77] I know we blessed
[01:00.09] More than burning this sage and more than burning incense
[01:02.60] Morning breath when I tell them this truth
[01:04.52] It's how they react it's clockwork
[01:06.03] You start to tug at the roots
[01:07.43] I mean that's how Black thought work
[01:08.71] They got you running in boots
[01:10.09] You couldn't match with our speed
[01:11.46] You couldn't match with our weed
[01:12.77] You smell a sack through a purse
[01:14.35] And somehow we still got seconds to bliss
[01:16.42] No oven mitts, I hold heat like this shit never hurt
[01:19.67] Cold-pressed shit fresh to the taste
[01:21.72] We open late
[01:22.52] I got the opportunity but my mans' holding the space
[01:27.54] It ain't a race
[01:28.04] It ain't a race
[01:28.82] It ain't a race
[01:29.66] It ain't a race
[01:30.98]
[00:09.86] Moving too fast
[00:14.44] Ooh yeah
[00:17.70] Right where Broadway hits the railroad
[00:21.46] Baby, don't crash
[00:24.42]
[00:28.81] What do you think about hitting taco?
[00:31.47] It's like 2:30 AM
[00:33.03] Oh, yeah, for sure, let's roll
[00:35.48] Crunchwrap
[00:36.92] Rucksack
[00:37.75] This is not...
[00:38.52] Dunlap
[00:39.11] It's you know, it's not an ad
[00:40.26] It's just raw
[00:41.07] It's... it's just what we want
[00:43.16] (Yeah)
[00:43.92] OK, can I get uh...
[00:46.08] Open late, we always workin
[00:48.63] Ain't never closed curtains when you not on the stage
[00:51.39] Might put you on the TV if you hot on the page
[00:53.94] Now we getting new paper baby, hot off the press
[00:56.83] A traffic jam and it's like streets a rage
[00:58.77] I know we blessed
[01:00.09] More than burning this sage and more than burning incense
[01:02.60] Morning breath when I tell them this truth
[01:04.52] It's how they react it's clockwork
[01:06.03] You start to tug at the roots
[01:07.43] I mean that's how Black thought work
[01:08.71] They got you running in boots
[01:10.09] You couldn't match with our speed
[01:11.46] You couldn't match with our weed
[01:12.77] You smell a sack through a purse
[01:14.35] And somehow we still got seconds to bliss
[01:16.42] No oven mitts, I hold heat like this shit never hurt
[01:19.67] Cold-pressed shit fresh to the taste
[01:21.72] We open late
[01:22.52] I got the opportunity but my mans' holding the space
[01:27.54] It ain't a race
[01:28.04] It ain't a race
[01:28.82] It ain't a race
[01:29.66] It ain't a race
[01:30.98]