Stan Smiths

Bae i love your stans and you're loving the breeze I don't understand why you're talking to me And she wanna dance, and she's down to be And I don't undertstand it's the love in her dreams Bae i love your stans and you're loving the breeze I don't understand why you're talking to me And she wanna dance, and she's down to be And I don't undertstand it's the love in her dreams I was on the phone, home last night Two bad bitches and they all my type I'm not fucking with your friend You don't understand (Like you don't understand ugh) Notebooks, two bands and your louder than me I don't understand why you're talking to me Notebooks, two bands and your louder than me I don't understand why you're talking to me Why you talking to me, why you talking to me? I see it in your eyes, oh what you need? I don't want to play no games I dont even wanna meet your friends Met a shawty she bad, she like punk rock She ask me out on the 14th and what not Two young hopeless romantics Did it once, did it twice, I should stop it Girl say what you want right now Imma get what you want somehow Are you cold? I'd give you my favourite hoodie You know I'm sold Bae i love your stans and you're loving the breeze I don't understand why you're talking to me And she wanna dance, and she's down to be And I don't undertstand it's the love in her dreams Bae i love your stans and you're loving the breeze I don't understand why you're talking to me And she wanna dance, and she's down to be And I don't undertstand it's the love in her dreams