Lyrics: Alex Calmer/Mehnt Olle
Music: Threed Eeyess/Kurt Rye
(Ooh, yuh, get it I guess)
(Okay, I'm next best friend, get the camera)
(Dougie, hype me up)
(Go, go, dougie)
(Best friends dancing)
Yeah, fall back from the third, it's the fourth
Falling down the swing on my own damn porch
I asked him where to go, he said don't go north
I ask him where he lives then I light that torch
Wish I could get it right
I tried again, I tried
I tried to make it right
But ****, I ruined the night
I thought I had a thought
But I forget a lot
I thought I got the spot
Fall back into the plot
Test my luck I'll roll the dice
I don't care for your advice
Don't go north, you'll lose your life
Yeah it gets messy, close your eyes
I can never get it right
Every day I try and end up losing all the time
I'm not good at saying bye
Thats why this lil strap never gonna leave my side
Wish I could get it right
But every time I try
I always waste my life
It breaks my state of mind
Wish I could get it right
I tried again, I tried
I tried to make it right
But ****, I ruined the night
I thought I had a thought
But I forget a lot
I thought I got the spot
Fall back into the plot