Hopeless Romantic (feat. Swae Lee)

Young chop on the beat

Ooh, oh, oh, oh-oh

She's gonna get oh-oh-oh

My night runs in to morning all the time

And through my phone I'm scrolling, bang my line

Off that drank, it's hard to focus

Seems like I'm always chosen by romantics that are hopeless

We can make arrangements though

And if you down, down, who knows?

I might just do you like we lovin', yeah

Or make you my numero uno

She don't allow herself

To miss nobody else

I've had days were I was DOLO

But I never caught at bad case of FOMO (Don't miss out)

Don't talk to me about your previous

You know I'm that times two

Penthouse, jumping from the front to back room

Girls going wild showing off new tattoos

My night runs in to morning all the time

And through my phone I'm scrolling, bang my line

Off that drank, it's hard to focus

Seems like I'm always chosen by romantics that are hopeless

We can make arrangements though

And if you down, down, who knows?

I might just do you like we lovin', yeah

Or make you my numero uno

We get aggresive

You be undressin'

Making a mess and

Cleanin' it up when we done

I got a serious question

Do you like sex?

If you thinkin' yes

Then I'm tryna test you

Sayin' Khalifa the best

But I got money to get

I got to hop on the jet

Probably don't call, I'ma text

Hop in my car and get wet

I'm gettin' all of my checks

I'm winnin' all of my bets

No I ain't lettin' you down, baby

I'm givin' a 100%

My night runs in to morning all the time

And through my phone I'm scrolling, bang my line

Off that drank, it's hard to focus

Seems like I'm always chosen by romantics that are hopeless

We can make arrangements though

And if you down, down, who knows?

I might just do you like we lovin', yeah

Or make you my numero uno

I can't keep my mind off you

I can't keep my mind off you

I can't keep my mind off you

My night runs in to morning all the time

And through my phone I'm scrolling, bang my line

Off that drank, it's hard to focus

Seems like I'm always chosen by romantics that are hopeless

We can make arrangements though

And if you down, down, who knows?

I might just do you like we lovin', yeah

Or make you my numero uno