Backwoods & Banjos
Do you remember them backpack days
With the Jansport tag
Notepad in the hand
With a cutie on the lap
Goin way way back
Fall in love wasn't nothin but a thang
See It was half past eight
I was rollin up gas
With the ol' zig zags
Impala all black
We was rollin through the trap
Couldn't stop me wasn't nothin in the way
I reminisce on them days when I would roll through town
Workin minimum wage
But that couldn't hold me down
Had to get it how i had to was doin what I was supposed to
Midwest livin sippin cold brews
That was in my hometown back when I was sixteen
Im a little old now
Wonder if they miss me
Gotta get back
Back to them days that I skipped
Just to catch up on everything I missed
Do you remember them backpack days
With the Jansport tag
Notepad in the hand
With a cutie on the lap
Goin way way back
Fall in love wasn't nothin but a thang
See It was half past eight
I was rollin up gas
With the ol' zig zags
Impala all black
We was rollin through the trap
Couldn't stop me wasn't nothin in the way
Some days these days seem long ago
Most days I'm thinkin back while on the road
Thinkin back about the times we would lie and go smoke
Jus to kick it with the boys crack jokes
Now I keep a pack of backwooods with my billfold
Next to the tall cans hope my drank still cold
And when the sun come up bet we all too faded
Still sippin buds in the basement
Do you remember them backpack days
With the Jansport tag
Notepad in the hand
With a cutie on the lap
Goin way way back
Fall in love wasn't nothin but a thang
See It was half past eight
I was rollin up gas
With the ol 'zig zags
Impala all black
We was rollin through the trap
Couldn't stop me wasn't nothin in the way
Do you remember them backpack days
With a cutie on the lap
Way back
Nothin but a thang
Do you remember them backpack days
With the Jansport tag
Notepad in the hand
With a cutie on the lap
Goin way way back
Fall in love wasn't nothin but a thang
See It was half past eight
I was rollin up gas
With the ol' zig zags
Impala all black
We was rollin through the trap
Couldn't stop me wasn't nothin in the way
With the Jansport tag
Notepad in the hand
With a cutie on the lap
Goin way way back
Fall in love wasn't nothin but a thang
See It was half past eight
I was rollin up gas
With the ol' zig zags
Impala all black
We was rollin through the trap
Couldn't stop me wasn't nothin in the way
I reminisce on them days when I would roll through town
Workin minimum wage
But that couldn't hold me down
Had to get it how i had to was doin what I was supposed to
Midwest livin sippin cold brews
That was in my hometown back when I was sixteen
Im a little old now
Wonder if they miss me
Gotta get back
Back to them days that I skipped
Just to catch up on everything I missed
Do you remember them backpack days
With the Jansport tag
Notepad in the hand
With a cutie on the lap
Goin way way back
Fall in love wasn't nothin but a thang
See It was half past eight
I was rollin up gas
With the ol' zig zags
Impala all black
We was rollin through the trap
Couldn't stop me wasn't nothin in the way
Some days these days seem long ago
Most days I'm thinkin back while on the road
Thinkin back about the times we would lie and go smoke
Jus to kick it with the boys crack jokes
Now I keep a pack of backwooods with my billfold
Next to the tall cans hope my drank still cold
And when the sun come up bet we all too faded
Still sippin buds in the basement
Do you remember them backpack days
With the Jansport tag
Notepad in the hand
With a cutie on the lap
Goin way way back
Fall in love wasn't nothin but a thang
See It was half past eight
I was rollin up gas
With the ol 'zig zags
Impala all black
We was rollin through the trap
Couldn't stop me wasn't nothin in the way
Do you remember them backpack days
With a cutie on the lap
Way back
Nothin but a thang
Do you remember them backpack days
With the Jansport tag
Notepad in the hand
With a cutie on the lap
Goin way way back
Fall in love wasn't nothin but a thang
See It was half past eight
I was rollin up gas
With the ol' zig zags
Impala all black
We was rollin through the trap
Couldn't stop me wasn't nothin in the way
Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Bodiker, Joshuah Hampton, Derek Long, Jonathan Averbook
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