"Lost2TheSound" lyrics
Joe Hertz & Manny Noir Lyrics
Like what does it all really mean on a 150 when I'm out on a 125
Like what does it all really mean on a 160 when I'm out on a 125
Out on a glide with a whip full of dank
And the gang pull up bang
Bad ting tryna do the dance
John Wick I'm the boogie man
Like bro you ain't understand
I'll make man do the running man
All for these rubber bands
I'm tryna duck from these bully vans
Like bro you ain't understand
Like bro you ain't
Like bro you ain't
Like what does it all really mean on a 150 when I'm out on a 125
What does it all really mean on a 160 when I'm out on a 125
Out on a glide with a whip full of dank
And the gang pull up bang
Bad ting tryna do the dance
John Wick I'm the boogie man
Like bro you ain't understand
I'll make man do the running man
All for these rubber bands
I'm tryna duck from these bully vans
I'm tryna duck
I'm tryna duck
Like bro you ain't understand
Like bro you ain't
We speak the same language but different fonts like comic sans
We have the same needs but different wants
Cos I'm tryna hide the contraband
From all of these other man
That's how you keep the upper hand
With a poker face
I'm like double O when I touch the rave
But on the pavement
I just keep it simple tryna avoid all these complications
Like Occam's razor
All it took was patience
All it took was time
That's all we have
And I'm still waiting for you to call me back
All it took was time
That's all we have
That's all we have
That's all we have
Like what does it all really mean on a 150 when I'm out on a 125
What does it all really mean on a 160 when I'm out on a 125
Out on a glide with a whip full of dank
And the gang pull up bang
Bad ting tryna do the dance
John Wick I'm the boogie man
Like bro you ain't understand
I'll make man do the running man
All for these rubber bands
I'm tryna duck from these bully vans
I'm tryna duck
I'm tryna duck
Like bro you ain't understand
Like bro you ain't
She can tell by the tone in my voice
She can tell by the look in my face
I can tell by the look in her eyes
I can tell by the way that she's moving her waist
And the way that we're moving is laced
With euphoria
That's a true story yeah
That's a true story yeah
She phasing in and out on me
Like here we go merry go round
She whispers you tryna cut out
With a big smile told her that I'm down
Me and you running out the town
Me and you tryna get it now
Me and you lost to the sound
Me and you lost to the sound
Sound
Like what does it all really mean on a 150 when I'm out on a 125
Like what does it all really mean on a 160 when I'm out on a 125
Out on a glide with a whip full of dank
And the gang pull up bang
Bad ting tryna do the dance
John Wick I'm the boogie man
Like bro you ain't understand
I'll make man do the running man
All for these rubber bands
I'm tryna duck from these bully vans
Like bro you ain't understand
Like bro you ain't
Like bro you ain't
Like what does it all really mean on a 160 when I'm out on a 125
Out on a glide with a whip full of dank
And the gang pull up bang
Bad ting tryna do the dance
John Wick I'm the boogie man
Like bro you ain't understand
I'll make man do the running man
All for these rubber bands
I'm tryna duck from these bully vans
Like bro you ain't understand
Like bro you ain't
Like bro you ain't
Like what does it all really mean on a 150 when I'm out on a 125
What does it all really mean on a 160 when I'm out on a 125
Out on a glide with a whip full of dank
And the gang pull up bang
Bad ting tryna do the dance
John Wick I'm the boogie man
Like bro you ain't understand
I'll make man do the running man
All for these rubber bands
I'm tryna duck from these bully vans
I'm tryna duck
I'm tryna duck
Like bro you ain't understand
Like bro you ain't
We speak the same language but different fonts like comic sans
We have the same needs but different wants
Cos I'm tryna hide the contraband
From all of these other man
That's how you keep the upper hand
With a poker face
I'm like double O when I touch the rave
But on the pavement
I just keep it simple tryna avoid all these complications
Like Occam's razor
All it took was patience
All it took was time
That's all we have
And I'm still waiting for you to call me back
All it took was time
That's all we have
That's all we have
That's all we have
Like what does it all really mean on a 150 when I'm out on a 125
What does it all really mean on a 160 when I'm out on a 125
Out on a glide with a whip full of dank
And the gang pull up bang
Bad ting tryna do the dance
John Wick I'm the boogie man
Like bro you ain't understand
I'll make man do the running man
All for these rubber bands
I'm tryna duck from these bully vans
I'm tryna duck
I'm tryna duck
Like bro you ain't understand
Like bro you ain't
She can tell by the tone in my voice
She can tell by the look in my face
I can tell by the look in her eyes
I can tell by the way that she's moving her waist
And the way that we're moving is laced
With euphoria
That's a true story yeah
That's a true story yeah
She phasing in and out on me
Like here we go merry go round
She whispers you tryna cut out
With a big smile told her that I'm down
Me and you running out the town
Me and you tryna get it now
Me and you lost to the sound
Me and you lost to the sound
Sound
Like what does it all really mean on a 150 when I'm out on a 125
Like what does it all really mean on a 160 when I'm out on a 125
Out on a glide with a whip full of dank
And the gang pull up bang
Bad ting tryna do the dance
John Wick I'm the boogie man
Like bro you ain't understand
I'll make man do the running man
All for these rubber bands
I'm tryna duck from these bully vans
Like bro you ain't understand
Like bro you ain't
Like bro you ain't
