歌詞

I read your horoscope before I even read my own. I send you messages and then I'm staring at my phone. I read your horoscope before I even read my own. What do you want babe? Go ahead and say that you want me. Don't wanna be lonely. This shit ain't going to be low key. Wanna make you mine, be my ride or die. I got you on my mind. I read your horoscope before I even read my own. I send you messages and then I'm staring at my phone. I read your horoscope before I even read my own. Who's on your timeline? who've you been hitting up late night? What've you been thinking about when there ain't nobody around ya'? It ain't mathematical open up signs are compatible You got my head in the stars, want this thing to be casual. Wanna make you mine, be my ride or die. I got you on my mind. I read your horoscope before I even read my own. I send you messages and then I'm staring at my phone. I read your horoscope before I even read my own. I read your horoscope before I even read I send you messages and then I'm staring I read your horoscope before I even read my own.
Writer(s): Stephen Erik Schmuldt, Nikolas Paul Keenan, Annelisa Michelle Franklin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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