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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bazzi
Bazzi
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bazzi
Bazzi
Songwriter
Kevin White
Kevin White
Songwriter
Rose Betts
Rose Betts
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bazzi
Bazzi
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Kevin White
Kevin White
Producer

Lyrics

Ridin' my bike like I'm too young to drive Careless and free like it's 2005 Had to chill the fuck out, take a trip outside To have fun with my friends like I'm young and alive So, can I get your AOL? Hit your line like "LOL" (L) This feel like our high school days Running 'round at football games (games) We ain't gotta fuck or nothing, we could hold hands or something Now I'm gonna miss you, oh, well H.A.G.S., hope your summer goes well But when the night gets late, and we're too fucked up Please don't tell your mom, don't wanna mess this up 'Cause girl, I think you're fresh, and I like those kicks You been on my mind, running circles 'round it, so Ridin' my bike like I'm too young to drive Careless and free like it's 2005 Had to chill the fuck out, take a trip outside To have fun with my friends like I'm young and alive She my sidekick, so she hear my sidekick She a vibe, so I gotta top five it I peeped your new layout If she was a movie, I wonder how it play out (oh) There's no way that I could lose, lose When I was running 'round with you, you Bonfire smell in your hair, hair Friday night lights, Friday night air It's way too late, and we're really fucked up Please don't tell your mom, don't wanna mess this up 'Cause girl, I think you're fresh, and I like those kicks You been on my mind, running circles 'round it, so Ridin' my bike like I'm too young to drive Careless and free like it's 2005 Had to chill the fuck out, take a trip outside To have fun with my friends like I'm young and alive Oh, oh, like I'm young and alive Oh, oh, like I'm young and alive Oh, oh, like I'm young and alive Oh, oh, like I'm young and alive
Writer(s): Kevin White, Andrew Bazzi, Mike Woods, Rose Alexandra Betts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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