Toight! First verse give or take This that

weird heat when I bump to the beat

I got too much air that I jump out the seat aight

Just see when I pop to the key take a puff of the *cough* nah I got memories right Back when it was a school bus

Now we not the same vibe chilling in the tour bus

Telling me to pipe down

Looking at the four of us

Jumping from the front to the back of the chorus

Every night

Tell a lie to the teacher

Then we back to the scene

Take a dive in the soda rolling

Round by the feet

Only suit that we know of was a track for the team

With the back pack on speed bumps we'd scream hype

Is this what legal speed like?

Bus driver couldn't read right

Some kids they said slow down

But the teachers be like

Sit down hold tight

We got the funk Oh my Sit down hold tight

We wont let go

Think back we was in the third grade Maybe up to fifth grade

Till I saw the shift Change

And the drive shift weight

When the driver shift lanes

Now I'm on the free way

Looking for a three way

Now champagne those days drinking freeway How which way what day did the shift change How must think one day acting insane

Now I'm 26 wait

Give me back em old days

Missing me them old ways look at the ride Same big bus but the wrong damn vibe

Back then said we would ride till we die Now thinking wow where the ride in the ride Or the vibe

Where the bad tunes

Or the bad jokes

Or the notes that we throw on the down low Well it's bout time

Got a shook coke

I'ma tss then go hard with the hose

Till the driver goes

Sit down hold tight

We got the funk Oh my Sit down hold tight

We dont let go