Ra-ta-ta,
baby, ra-ta-ta
Hello dream, I've seen your whole eyes
Woke up in hot skies, fake a whole smile
Start your trial, we'll make it dry clean
LK number 30,
only my gun goes
Ra-ta-ta, baby, ra-ta-ta
Ra-ta-ta, baby, ra-ta-ta
I am covered in nostalgia
Ra-ta-ta, baby, ra-ta-ta
Baby, ra-ta-ta
I am covered in nostalgia
Slipped out of the gate,
the one you can't take But you try to,
the sky's not blue
My mouth will touch you,
shut my mouth with glue Only my gun goes on
Only my gun goes on
Only my gun goes on
Ra-ta-ta,
baby,
ra-ta-ta I am covered in nostalgia
Ra-ta-ta,
baby,
ra-ta-ta Baby,
ra-ta-ta I am covered in nostalgia
Kinda confused me,
like you hit me
Cause I don't really know how you're not kind
Don't mess with me,
should you hit me?
Ra-ta-ta, baby, ra-ta-ta Baby, ra-ta-ta
I am covered in nostalgia Ra-ta-ta,
baby, ra-ta-ta
Baby, ra-ta-ta I am covered in nostalgia
Baby,
ra-ta-ta I am covered in nostalgia