Paroles

Have a look at this room We at the end of this bottle Keeping me from coming down You always get me in trouble Look at the state of this place You got me going insane But you know what to say When I'm tripping over my brain 'Cause you are my only one, my only one Yeah, you are my number one, my number one You're saying that you love me And I know you ain't lie You got me so, high, high You got me so, high, high You got me so You got me so You got me so You got me so You got me so (yeah) Bad girl wrapped in a sundress like it's a rizla Roll two, smoke one, pouring up liquor She so fine they get jealous on Insta Top half petite but the bottom half thicker Forgive me, I'm just a fan of your figure Got me thinking 'bout the man in the mirror But she like the way I'm dirty dancing with her Clockwise her hips go, ham on my zipper Don't fly too close to the sun like Icarus Red liquorice, I might lick a bit And get intimate if you're into it And I'm into, so let's bounce If they wanna tag along, then I'm out I'm tryna link one-on-one right now 'Cause you get me high, wanna smoke that loud In the whip or the crib, we can roll in the clouds 'Cause you are my only one, my only one Yeah, you are my number one, my number one You're saying that you love me And I know you ain't lie You got me so, high, high You got me so, high, high You got me so You got me so You got me so You got me so You got me so
Writer(s): Jacob Turier, Toby Nicholls, Jade Nwokedi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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