Frank Ocean – White Ferrari (Audio, Lyrics)

From the Blonde album, Frank Ocean released the “White Ferrari” song in the year 2018. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the track produced by Om’Mas Keith, Jon Brion, Frank Ocean & The Influence.

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The heartbreaking “White Ferrari” features great emotional depth as the track speaks volumes about love and permanence.

In December 2015, Canadian DJ and producer A-Trak started rumors about a song titled “White Ferrari,” claiming it was “the best thing u’ll hear this year.” He was seconded by Rostam Batmanglij. Unfortunately, fans would have to wait until 2016 to give it a listen.

Frank Ocean – White Ferrari (prod. Om’Mas Keith, Jon Brion, Frank Ocean & The Influence)

20 August 2016
1 Song, 4 minute
℗ Boys Don’t Cry

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bad luck to talk on these rides
Mind on the road, your dilated eyes watch the clouds float
White Ferrari, had a good time
(Sweet sixteen, how was I supposed to know anything?)
I let you out at Central
I didn’t care to state the plain
Kept my mouth closed
We’re both so familiar
White Ferrari, good times

[Verse 2]
Stick by me, close by me
You were fine, you were fine here
That’s just a slow body
You left when I forgot to speak
So I text the speech, lesser speeds, Texas speed, yes
Basic takes its toll on me, ‘ventually, ‘ventually, yes
Ahh, on me ‘ventually, ‘ventually, yes

[Verse 3]
I care for you still and I will forever
That was my part of the deal, honest
We got so familiar
Spending each day of the year
White Ferrari, good times
In this life (Life), in this life (Life)
One too many years
Some tattooed eyelids on a facelift
(Thought you might want to know now)
Mind over matter is magic, I do magic
If you think about it, it’ll be over in no time
And that’s life
(Love)

[Verse 4]
I’m sure we’re taller in another dimension
You say we’re small and not worth the mention
You’re tired of movin’, your body’s achin’
We could vacay, there’s places to go
Clearly, this isn’t all that there is
Can’t take what’s been given (No way)
But we’re so okay here, we’re doing fine
Primal and naked
You dream of walls that hold us in prison
It’s just a skull, least that’s what they call it
And we’re free to roam