PartyIsntOver/Campfire/Bimmer Songtext

But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
So let me start it up and smash

[Verse 1: Tyler The Creator & (Frank Ocean)]
Pop some Tame Impala, your man got a lame impala
(And it's dark outside)
And I'm sharing slurpees and you ain't even begin to swallow
(Oooooooo)
You're fucking nuts, green top we coupled up
Run my fingers through em as you wax and buff my muffler
Cause I fingered you, you think the fucking ring is coming up?
(Oooooooo)
Maybe, I don't know, I think you're chill
(Ride for)
Riding on my pegs, and my back against your legs
And a seatbelt is needed if I get between 'em, yeah

[Hook]
You remind me of my bimmer
A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater You got a lot of drive I'm trying to keep up
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
You remind me of my bimmer
See your ignition, baby girl I'm trying to key up
And your head lights are off I'm trying to see 'em
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
So let me start it up and smash

[Verse 2: Frank Ocean]
Mmmm , It'll get dark outside soon (ride for it)
Where the streetlights sing (ride for it)
You don't have to lie girl to kick it its cool
We moving slow

[Bridge: Tyler The Creator]
You remind me of my bimmer
A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater
You got a lot of drive I'm trying to keep up
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
You remind me of my bimmer, smash
You remind me of my bimmer

[Outro]
Where you been man?
I had a drop off to make real quick
Hey You've Seen Salem
Oh she with that new dude, wolf, or, Darnell, whatever his name is
Fuck that nigga man
Hey you know where they went?
I seen 'em going down by the lake
What the fuck
You good man? You need some sherm
I got some
I got a can of these baked beans, too