Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rotation, artist - Big K.R.I.T..
Date of issue: 12.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rotation |
Old school when I ride, forever sky high |
Workin' wood wheel, when the sun outside |
I’m just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires, |
rotating my tires |
Not a care in the world, me and my girl |
Candy coated pearl with the bowling ball swirl |
I’m just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires, |
rotating my tires |
Now this could be one of those days |
I chop on my blades, leave my worries behind |
Just pretend that I’m paid |
Do it big, do it large, on the boulevard |
Get a cig of some cess, pushin' candy cars |
I did some thangs for that Chevy mayne |
Restored the frame, blew the brains, out on everything |
I ain’t ashamed, scooped my dame cause she down to roll |
Since way before, don’t touch my screens or my radio (say what?) |
She know the score |
Old school when I ride, forever sky high |
Workin' wood wheel with the sun outside |
I’m just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires, |
rotating my tires |
Not a care in the world, me and my girl |
Candy coated pearl with the bowling ball swirl |
I’m just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires, |
rotating my tires |
Now this could be one of those days |
Parlay and I ball, turning necks til they break, outside of the mall |
Going in going hard like a superstar |
Break the bank full tank take me super far |
I swang and bang, sittin' heavy mayne |
Hoggin' lanes candy paint never leave a stain |
Let it rain hydroplane but I’m ridin' slow |
Eyes closed, Etta James keep me on my toes (Say what?) |
Can’t let her go |
Old school when I ride, forever sky high |
Workin' wood wheel, when the sun outside |
I’m just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires, |
rotating my tires |
Not a care in the world, me and my girl |
Candy coated pearl with the bowling ball swirl |
I’m just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires, |
rotating my tires |
Wheels on the slab go round and round, round and round, round and round |
The wheels on the slab go round and round, round and round, round and round |
Screens in the slab fall down and down, down and down, down and down |
The screens in the slab fall down and down, down and down, down and down |
Old school when I ride, forever sky high |
Workin' wood wheel, when the sun outside |
I’m just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires, |
rotating my tires |
Not a care in the world, me and my girl |
Candy coated pearl with the bowling ball swirl |
I’m just rotating my tires, rotating my tires, rotating my tires, |
rotating my tires |