Handlebars - Coin Banks, Atom

Now in my younger days I was a hoodlum

Riding around my hood with the homies up to no good man

High kids, cool running’s, hijinks, police want to know who done it?

Silence, just act like we knew nothing

Reminisce of my memories summer in January

Penny Hardaway jersey, vibing to Makaveli

White Nikes riding on black 20's

Back then we had back packs with bags of 20's

When school finished and the bell rang, all the cool kids, got held back

Having a laugh in the back of class, true shit, I was a hellcat

But dad had the belt strapped, I usually deserved that

Well it probably helped man, but damn did it hurt fam

So I learnt to lay low, angel under my halo

Spray paint on my raincoat;

paint her name in a rainbow

This girl I got feels for, from Trinidad and Tobago

Want to ride her on my handlebars and take her the long way home

Was chilling on the corner, sipping on Perrier water

With my pant leg rolled up, hold up

Saw her walk out the store with a soda, popped the bottle, pop the straw in

Hit her way on up like Solange and Hova, but no luck

We were lab partners, in Mrs. Myers science class

Study her anatomy, homie who a need diagram

Love is like a covalent bond, between two atoms

A chemical reaction, and I was just trying to add

Her math up in my phone, so we could hit the road

And coast on my diamond back, I love when she try to rap

But man could she write in Graff, Chanel designer bag

Full of Ironlak, knock the breath out me, damn and now my tires flat

She pulled up on her bicycle, said I want to ride with you

Inflated infatuated, now pump the breaks yo

Time trickled like ice cycles when her eyes twinkle

Forget the straight road, she took me the long way home

Riding through the night with my girl on my handlebars

Tims on her toes, hoody is camouflaged

Just a couple lovebirds, cruising through the suburbs

What a beautiful summer, starring at the stars

She so fly when she angry, I love when I grind her gears

Put the pedal to metal, sweet nothings up in her ear

Soul mate, chasing coin, love is in the air

Drop her home on the lawn, and I’m gone, paperboy