"iphone killed the mp3" lyrics
It was tight jeans
It was skateboards
It was street fights
It was coming home before the street lights
Shit was a pandemic
It was following dreams
It was XXL
It was 2016
But maybe I'm just aging
Blame it on the phases
Maybe time is funny and I been going through changes
Maybe it's the same shit
Because the kids are on drugs and dangerous
The internet done killed the radio at home
Ain't it all a drag? (The internet killed the radio)
Living off of nicotine and my phone
Can I get a drag? (The internet killed the radio)
I don't wanna chat with GPT
Where the iPhone killed the MP3
And there's no more Bam or MTV
Does anybody even know how to party?
I just want a fast car on Pimp My Ride
What the fuck's a flock cam?
I'd rather stay inside
Now they're selling us weed and taxing our high
I wanna take it back to where it all started
Got me singing
Hey, ho, let's go
Does anybody even know how to party?
Got me singing
Hey, ho, let's go
Does anybody even know how to party?
Maybe the applause will fix me
The bars and whiskey
Keep broads and the models with me
And maybe I'll be gone tomorrow
The Harley throttles
Garage full of empty bottles
Thought I ran you out
When I said I'm broken
And you text back and said I'll fix you
Thought I ran you out
And I lost hope
'Cause I don't feel broken when I'm with you
The internet done killed the radio at home
Ain't it all a drag? (The internet killed the radio)
Living off of nicotine and iPhones
Can they get a drag? (The internet killed the radio)
I don't wanna chat with GPT
Where the iPhone killed the MP3
And there's no more Bam or MTV
Does anybody even know how to party?
I just want a fast car on Pimp My Ride
What the fuck's a flock cam?
I'd rather stay inside
Now they're selling us weed and taxing our high
I wanna take it back to where it all started
Got me singing
Hey, ho, let's go
Does anybody even know how to party?
Got me singing
Hey, ho, let's go
Does anybody even know how to party?
I don't wanna chat with GPT (The internet killed the radio)
The iPhone killed the MP3 (Does anybody even know how to party?)
I don't wanna chat with GPT
Where the iPhone killed the MP3
And there's no more Bam or MTV
Does anybody even know how to party?
I just want a fast car on Pimp My Ride
What the fuck's a flock cam?
I'd rather stay inside
Now they're selling us weed and taxing our high
I wanna take it back to where it all started
Got me singing
Hey, ho, let's go
Does anybody even know how to party?
Got me singing
Hey, ho, let's go
Does anybody even know how to party?
It was skateboards
It was street fights
It was coming home before the street lights
Shit was a pandemic
It was following dreams
It was XXL
It was 2016
But maybe I'm just aging
Blame it on the phases
Maybe time is funny and I been going through changes
Maybe it's the same shit
Because the kids are on drugs and dangerous
The internet done killed the radio at home
Ain't it all a drag? (The internet killed the radio)
Living off of nicotine and my phone
Can I get a drag? (The internet killed the radio)
I don't wanna chat with GPT
Where the iPhone killed the MP3
And there's no more Bam or MTV
Does anybody even know how to party?
I just want a fast car on Pimp My Ride
What the fuck's a flock cam?
I'd rather stay inside
Now they're selling us weed and taxing our high
I wanna take it back to where it all started
Got me singing
Hey, ho, let's go
Does anybody even know how to party?
Got me singing
Hey, ho, let's go
Does anybody even know how to party?
Maybe the applause will fix me
The bars and whiskey
Keep broads and the models with me
And maybe I'll be gone tomorrow
The Harley throttles
Garage full of empty bottles
Thought I ran you out
When I said I'm broken
And you text back and said I'll fix you
Thought I ran you out
And I lost hope
'Cause I don't feel broken when I'm with you
The internet done killed the radio at home
Ain't it all a drag? (The internet killed the radio)
Living off of nicotine and iPhones
Can they get a drag? (The internet killed the radio)
I don't wanna chat with GPT
Where the iPhone killed the MP3
And there's no more Bam or MTV
Does anybody even know how to party?
I just want a fast car on Pimp My Ride
What the fuck's a flock cam?
I'd rather stay inside
Now they're selling us weed and taxing our high
I wanna take it back to where it all started
Got me singing
Hey, ho, let's go
Does anybody even know how to party?
Got me singing
Hey, ho, let's go
Does anybody even know how to party?
I don't wanna chat with GPT (The internet killed the radio)
The iPhone killed the MP3 (Does anybody even know how to party?)
I don't wanna chat with GPT
Where the iPhone killed the MP3
And there's no more Bam or MTV
Does anybody even know how to party?
I just want a fast car on Pimp My Ride
What the fuck's a flock cam?
I'd rather stay inside
Now they're selling us weed and taxing our high
I wanna take it back to where it all started
Got me singing
Hey, ho, let's go
Does anybody even know how to party?
Got me singing
Hey, ho, let's go
Does anybody even know how to party?
