Writing texts writing love letter

Mind been running out of line

Rolling lotta swishers

And to this day Im hiding feelings

Can I love better

And I don't know without the music

Could i love better

Butterflies up in my stomach when you hug me

In NYC right now the shoots is going lovely

Up on the six back home just thinking do you love me

But I've been fucking with these bitches so you cant trust me

A window seat so I can see whats in the water

You with that **** on the bench and I'm the starter

But she gone answer every time a **** call her

She pessimistic but my vision always gets larger

Baby you my favorite pass time

Casamigos and we sip wine

Remember what was last time

We was on each other under covers

Baby you my favoroite pass time

Casamigos and we sip wine

Remember what was last time

We was on each other under covers

Hot boxing just doesn't feel the same without you

On the 405 different lanes but right beside you

I just bought a Lamb truck just to make you jealous

I knew it was your favorite so I had to get it

Yea I'm petty with it

Private parties in the hills yea I'm getting in it

I even dabbled in the white yea its been a minute

Im jumping all up in the pool

Got bitches in it

Marni all up on my crew

We drippin in it

Im recording all night

Diamonds hitting in the moonlight

Ive been tryna get a hold of you so I can talk to you

And fly you right out to the city

Just so I can hold on you

If thats possible

Baby you my favorite pass time

Casamigos and we sip wine

Remember what was last time

We was on each other under covers

Baby you my favoroite pass time

Casamigos and we sip wine

Remember what was last time

We was on each other under covers