Menú Turn Back Time (feat. Teemu) Deorro Where did it go? Nobody knows I thought that we had something Why don't we throw Out what is old? Hey, that could be worth something Lay your head in my hands Oh, come on Stay right here if you can Hey, why don't we turn back time for tonight? Oh come on and lay down here in the fire Thought we would know Diamonds or gold Hey, was it all for nothing? Tears they may fall On the pillow Now, that's gotta be worth something Lay your head in my hands Oh come on Stay the night if you can Hey, why don't we turn back time for tonight? Oh come on and lay down here in the fire For a while longer Hey, why don't we turn? Hey, why don't we turn? What about one last night for goodbyes?

Huh, it's Gucci Droptop Right now (Wizop) Huh, Wop Hitmaka (go) Wop, wop, wop, wop (huh) VVS the wrist (wrist) Wop, wop, wop, wop (huh) Might steal your bitch (bitch) Wop, wop, wop, wop Yeah, yeah, VVS the wrist (wrist) Wop, wop, wop, wop (huh) Might steal your bitch Tone that shit down Y'ain't never ball like this Tone that shit down (oh, why?) Tell me who gon' ball like this Tone that shit down Who you know can ball like this? Tone that shit down (huh, hol' up, it's Gucci) Tell me who gon' ball like this Huh, pull up, fros up, with the door up Chopper in the club, I don't care who show up Watch lookin' like a glow up, when I throw up East side Bouldercrest Road where I growed up Hold up, lil' homie tone it down 'Cause the jewelry that you rockin' is for the kids I'm a grown up Sat courtside right next to the owner Lookin' so good, make his wife pick her phone up (wow) Big gold boulders, in my Rollie Look like Fred Flintstone when he pick a stone up If everybody got a watch like that Then why would I want that watch? I'm a loaner Damn near had the temper tantrum 'Cause he got that car 'fore I got it, now I really don't wanna Y'ain't never seen a nigga glow up like this Not a nigga that was trappin' on a corner (it's Gucci) Wop, wop, wop, wop (huh) VVS the wrist (VVS the wrist) Wop, wop, wop, wop (huh) Might steal your bitch (might steal your bitch) Wop, wop, wop, wop Yeah, yeah, VVS the wrist Wop, wop, wop, wop (huh) Might steal your bitch (huh) Tone that shit down Y'ain't never ball like this Tone that shit down (oh, why?) Tell me who gon' ball like this Tone that shit down Who you know can ball like this? Tone that shit down Tell me who gon' ball like this (huh, go) Gucci Mane and CB, jewelry lookin' 3D Tryna be like me, ain't easy (wow) Niggas hate me, women wanna date me 'Cause I got all these VVS pieces (yah) In that great thing 2018 Rolls Royce truck, no reason (huh) Water on my time piece wetter than a Fiji Parked front of the St. Regis (burr) Artists wanna meet me Ballin' like an athlete, but I ball all four seasons (ooh) Diamonds dancing just like Breezy (damn) Take it easy Breezy, go easy (ha) Big stones in all my pieces (ha) Gucci Mane stunt like Meechie (Meechie) Jewelery so gold, I'm sneezin' Pull up South Beach, no ceiling Tone that shit down Y'ain't never ball like this Tone that shit down (oh, why?) Tell me who gon' ball like this Tone that shit down Who you know can ball like this? Tone that shit down Tell me who gon' ball like this Yeah, four, four, drippin' I be on a hunnids spokes Fire weed, hit it Have a nigga seeing ghosts Tell me what it do 'cause I'm tryna get to know you Champagne, takin' shots Won't have a hangover (yeah) Wop, wop, wop, wop (huh) VVS the wrist (VVS the wrist) Wop, wop, wop, wop (huh) Might steal your bitch (might steal your bitch) Wop, wop, wop, wop Yeah, yeah, VVS the wrist Wop, wop, wop, wop (huh) Might steal your bitch (huh) Tone that shit down Y'ain't never ball like this Tone that shit down (oh, why?) Tell me who gon' ball like this Tone that shit down Who you know can ball like this? Tone that shit down Tell me who gon' ball like this Tone that shit down Tone that shit down Tone that shit down Who you know can ball like this? Tone that shit down Tell me who gon' ball like this

This shit, this shit, this shit, it's like Velveeta You see what I'm sayin'? It's, it's, it's overload, overload, overload Swag overdose (Yeah), swag to the most Bodybag Dior, as well as Saint Laurent Balenciaga, run it up (Balenci'), pop collar with a slut Top shotta in the guts, double M, it's a must Maybach, sippin' mud, matte black with the guts Blasted off, enjoy it, blast off in a toy They gon' really get destroyed, they gon' really get employed Transport a lot of guns (Uh huh), take a bad bitch to lunch (Uh huh) I'm too rich to be sober I done fucked off in Gucci, I done bought over ten Rovers Gave a thousand bags to the soldiers I done put a lot on my shoulders (Yeah) I ain't holdin' out, I'm the coldest (Ain't holdin' back) I ain't holdin' back, I'm devoted (Ain't holdin' back) You can be the wave, I'm the ocean (You be the wave) I done ran away with the bands (Yeah) I done fucked the face of a fan (I fucked her face) I done gave away a Cayenne (I gave away) Got the whole world takin' Xans (The world) Ben Franky out the gang gang, turnt up to the max (The max) My lil' goon made a million dollars, now she ain't gettin' whacked My wrist must be on drugs, my ears must be on drugs My chain must be on drugs, I'm lookin' like I'm on drugs My right pocket got drugs, my left side pocket got drugs My pinky finger on drugs, I'm flooded out on drugs Swag overdose (Yeah), swag to the most Bodybag Dior, as well as Saint Laurent Balenciaga, run it up (Balenci'), pop collar with a slut Top shotta in the guts, double M, it's a must Maybach, sippin' mud, matte black with the guts Blasted off, enjoy it, blast off in a toy They gon' really get destroyed, they gon' really get employed Transport a lot of guns (Uh huh), take a bad bitch to lunch (Uh huh) Blast off in a toy (Uh huh) Whip the soft 'til it's hard (Uh huh) Sadity shit like McCartney (Huh) My whip crazy in the Forgis (Uh-Huh) All my white bitches like it (Uh-Huh) Sendin' a tip where to strike it (Uh-Huh)