كلمات
[Intro]
Roll slow
Seat leaned back
Sun on my face
Let it play like that (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Got the palm trees talkin' like they know my name
Little homies on the block still runnin' they game
Auntie on the porch with a plate, say grace
I kiss her on the cheek, wipe sauce off my face
Old school parked with the chrome on grin
Air freshener swing when the breeze roll in
Neighbor yell, "Turn it down," then he starts to dance
He just mad that my day got a better chance
[Chorus]
Backyard lowride dreams
Cruisin' slow through everyday things
From the grill to the greens to the tall blue sky
We just ride, we just ride, let the world slide by
Backyard lowride dreams
Same old chairs, brand new schemes
If the good Lord willing and the gas stay high
We still ride, we still ride, let the world slide by (uh)
[Verse 2]
Text from my cousin say he fresh out, free
Told him pull up, I got space by the tree
Kids in the grass play tag with the dog
Uncle in the corner tryna clear out the fog
Stories get bigger every time that he sip
He swear he hit the lotto off a quarter and a tip
I laugh, let him live, that's the fun in the tale
Whole life feel sweet when you talk like you failed
[Chorus]
Backyard lowride dreams
Cruisin' slow through everyday things
From the grill to the greens to the tall blue sky
We just ride, we just ride, let the world slide by
Backyard lowride dreams
Same old chairs, brand new schemes
If the good Lord willing and the gas stay high
We still ride, we still ride, let the world slide by (ride)
النمط من الموسيقى
rap, Laid-back West Coast rap bounce, swung drums and round sub-bass, woozy G-funk leads and airy pads. Male vocals in a lazy pocket; verses unhurried, conversational, with ad-lib call-backs. Hook opens up with stacked gang-style chants and wide stereo talkbox doubles. Mix is warm and hazy, perfect for a slow head-nod and sun-faded speakers.