Tokyo (Chopped & Screwed Version)

Ashes on Alcantara leather, Came in with a bag I'll spend the night
Energy was loud in a room full of sirens, I see your silhouette in city lights
Them red flags to me look like stop signs
You just can't keep running red lights
I'm in two lanes take up both sides
Something foreign to me but it isn't strange
I ain't never seen you so, cold like this. I need a winter coat
A whole notha' world behind
Five percent it's where you want to go

We ain't got no worries
When we cross the globe
Take new heights or dive in low
Girl you oughta know, I seen to many dreams like this
I already know how it ends
So close to the stars,
Had to throw on the tint
First time throwing white walls on rim
Recognize, you the one that had me on the fence
I guess it's about to time for us to fall in

Eyes red like some message's, To stay connected you need Mexican friends
Keep me on the ropes like a wrestler and it's
Rain water blue when you go to swim
Drifting in drifting out I'm riding round in an out
Wave to the sun when the moon is out
Red bottoms you gon' paint the city red
Paint it red, Paint it red
I wish them cameras could see you now

She wanna roll
I'm talking sushi
Sweet and Sour
And Suzukis'
So seductive, swear I knew she'd
Take the scenic route
Dressed for the movies

Ain't pressed for the Gucci
And she got my back like Vuitton got Louis
Louis
Bad lil shawty with the loaded clips
Forty five hundred for no notice trips
I aint see you talkin, but I know them lips
Forty five miles when I swerve them hips

You can make a mirror happy
Twenty five temp on my wrist, wrist, wrist
You be knowing ways like a taxi
Stretched tires sittin on Cambers
Shots in and out bullseye
Downtown treat you like you famous
Tokyo neon, spin out

We can cross the globe
We can cross the globe
We can cross the globe
We can cross the globe



Credits
Writer(s): Dymyll Jones, Michael Parson, Jerron Wallace
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