In the convertible the top down
Get out your money 'cause I want it now
Camline spinning heat like the wheels on the street
Roll up the beat, light it up, and repeat
Get your head in the clouds
Turn the music up loud
It's 100 degrees, I'm not takin' shit for granted
Wasn't handed shit, so I handled shit
The Mississippi cools me down
Climbing trees, smoking weed
Shirts off, her skirt off
Ice cream at the DQ
By the waterfall falling down
Jumpin' from the treetops
I do not believe that this could be better
F*ck a sweater this weather makes me happy
Skin soaking up the vitamin D
I'm livin' life careless
Wake up, what's another day in the land of the lakes?
Yeah (livin' life)
What's another day in the land of the lakes?
In the convertible the top down
Get out your money 'cause I want it now
Camline spinning heat like the wheels on the street
Roll up the beat, light it up, and repeat
Get your head in the clouds
Turn the music up loud
No AC, hot as a bitch
I'm already irritated, don't be talkin yo shit
I'm just tryna get rich, f*ck a rock on my wrist
I need a drop top, back, gettin top in the whip
This top ramen leave me hungry as shit
Clockin hours, makin dollars and cents
Barely payin my rent
Shit I'm broke and I'm bent
I smoke like a vent
Come from nothin', I been nowhere since
I need some kinda sun shining
Rum, wine, and blunts
Let my wallet reap the damages
Grip a bottle where the handle is and slam the shit
I can handle it
1800 margaritas in my hand to sip
Got me doin' random shit
I aint got no f*ckin plans or obligations everyday im on vacation
Coming home like I'm the man in this
God damnit bitch, stop f*ckin with me like you love me when you can't and shit
You see me in the drop top, in the drop top
You see me in the drop top, in the drop top
You see me in the drop top, in the drop top
You see me in the drop top, in the drop top
(F*ck it all i need a drop top bop pass the aux if you not hot
Rock til it's non stop
Bop til ya drop)
In the convertible the top down
Get out your money 'cause I want it now
Camline spinning heat like the wheels on the street
Roll up the beat, light it up, and repeat
Get your head in the clouds
Turn the music up loud
In the convertible the top down
In the convertible the top down
Camline spinning heat like the wheels on the street
Roll up the beat, light it up, and repeat
Get your head in the clouds
Turn the music up loud
Fields - Top Down (feat. Camline & Simpson) Lyrics
Fields - Top Down (feat. Camline & Simpson) Lyrics
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In the convertible the top down
Get out your money 'cause I want it now
Camline spinning heat like the wheels on the street
Roll up the beat, light it up, and repeat
Get your head in the clouds
Turn the music up loud
It's 100 degrees, I'm not takin' shit for granted
Wasn't handed shit, so I handled shit
The Mississippi cools me down
Climbing trees, smoking weed
Shirts off, her skirt off
Ice cream at the DQ
By the waterfall falling down
Jumpin' from the treetops
I do not believe that this could be better
F*ck a sweater this weather makes me happy
Skin soaking up the vitamin D
I'm livin' life careless
Wake up, what's another day in the land of the lakes?
Yeah (livin' life)
What's another day in the land of the lakes?
In the convertible the top down
Get out your money 'cause I want it now
Camline spinning heat like the wheels on the street
Roll up the beat, light it up, and repeat
Get your head in the clouds
Turn the music up loud
No AC, hot as a bitch
I'm already irritated, don't be talkin yo shit
I'm just tryna get rich, f*ck a rock on my wrist
I need a drop top, back, gettin top in the whip
This top ramen leave me hungry as shit
Clockin hours, makin dollars and cents
Barely payin my rent
Shit I'm broke and I'm bent
I smoke like a vent
Come from nothin', I been nowhere since
I need some kinda sun shining
Rum, wine, and blunts
Let my wallet reap the damages
Grip a bottle where the handle is and slam the shit
I can handle it
1800 margaritas in my hand to sip
Got me doin' random shit
I aint got no f*ckin plans or obligations everyday im on vacation
Coming home like I'm the man in this
God damnit bitch, stop f*ckin with me like you love me when you can't and shit
You see me in the drop top, in the drop top
You see me in the drop top, in the drop top
You see me in the drop top, in the drop top
You see me in the drop top, in the drop top
(F*ck it all i need a drop top bop pass the aux if you not hot
Rock til it's non stop
Bop til ya drop)
In the convertible the top down
Get out your money 'cause I want it now
Camline spinning heat like the wheels on the street
Roll up the beat, light it up, and repeat
Get your head in the clouds
Turn the music up loud
In the convertible the top down
In the convertible the top down
Camline spinning heat like the wheels on the street
Roll up the beat, light it up, and repeat
Get your head in the clouds
Turn the music up loud
Get out your money 'cause I want it now
Camline spinning heat like the wheels on the street
Roll up the beat, light it up, and repeat
Get your head in the clouds
Turn the music up loud
It's 100 degrees, I'm not takin' shit for granted
Wasn't handed shit, so I handled shit
The Mississippi cools me down
Climbing trees, smoking weed
Shirts off, her skirt off
Ice cream at the DQ
By the waterfall falling down
Jumpin' from the treetops
I do not believe that this could be better
F*ck a sweater this weather makes me happy
Skin soaking up the vitamin D
I'm livin' life careless
Wake up, what's another day in the land of the lakes?
Yeah (livin' life)
What's another day in the land of the lakes?
In the convertible the top down
Get out your money 'cause I want it now
Camline spinning heat like the wheels on the street
Roll up the beat, light it up, and repeat
Get your head in the clouds
Turn the music up loud
No AC, hot as a bitch
I'm already irritated, don't be talkin yo shit
I'm just tryna get rich, f*ck a rock on my wrist
I need a drop top, back, gettin top in the whip
This top ramen leave me hungry as shit
Clockin hours, makin dollars and cents
Barely payin my rent
Shit I'm broke and I'm bent
I smoke like a vent
Come from nothin', I been nowhere since
I need some kinda sun shining
Rum, wine, and blunts
Let my wallet reap the damages
Grip a bottle where the handle is and slam the shit
I can handle it
1800 margaritas in my hand to sip
Got me doin' random shit
I aint got no f*ckin plans or obligations everyday im on vacation
Coming home like I'm the man in this
God damnit bitch, stop f*ckin with me like you love me when you can't and shit
You see me in the drop top, in the drop top
You see me in the drop top, in the drop top
You see me in the drop top, in the drop top
You see me in the drop top, in the drop top
(F*ck it all i need a drop top bop pass the aux if you not hot
Rock til it's non stop
Bop til ya drop)
In the convertible the top down
Get out your money 'cause I want it now
Camline spinning heat like the wheels on the street
Roll up the beat, light it up, and repeat
Get your head in the clouds
Turn the music up loud
In the convertible the top down
In the convertible the top down
Camline spinning heat like the wheels on the street
Roll up the beat, light it up, and repeat
Get your head in the clouds
Turn the music up loud
Writer: Joseph Mendes, Marshall Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid