歌词
[Verse 1]
I weave chamomile in her curls
And she knows
I wear my heart on the sleeve
Don't you leave
Till I sleep
Oh, i wouldn't live it down
Could you promise me one thing?
Don't pick up the phone
When i get drunk
[Verse 2]
I know her type, and it's all like
Anyone with a dick, and it's alright
Thought it was love at first sight
First date we fucked, all night
[Verse 3]
So we still texting sometimes
When I get drunk and I wanna talk
I still out of my mind
Feel so numb, when I get alone
[Verse 4]
Feel so numb, when I get alone
Feel so dumb, when I want more
Drunk as fuck, can't let it go
My bro took away my cell phone
[Verse 5]
Cannot sleep till I make call
Cannot rest till I make call
Drunk as fuck, can't let it go
I'm not drunk where's my fucking phone?
[Verse 6]
I weave chamomile in her curls
And she knows
I wear my heart on the sleeve
Don't you leave
Till I sleep
Oh, i wouldn't live it down
Could you promise me one thing?
Don't pick up the phone
When i get drunk
[Verse 7]
I wanna show love, but I messed up
Shit bad, shame on, 'cause I said some
Flex on my ex, it was so dumb
Last glass was an extra, no fun
[Verse 8]
I'm so tongue tied, bae
And I ain't gonna lie ya, bae
I'm chilling in a crib with my whole crew
Feel so blue, wanna ya come through
[Verse 9]
You should slide, slide, slide
Wish you were mine, mine, mine
Trippin' off, trippin' off, not nice
You hung up, so I called twice
[Verse 10]
Cannot sleep till I make call
Cannot rest till I make call
Drunk as fuck can't let it go
Where's my fucking phone?
[Verse 11]
I weave chamomile in her curls
And she knows
I wear my heart on the sleeve
Don't you leave
Till I sleep
Oh, i wouldn't live it down
Could you promise me one thing?
Don't pick up the phone
When I get drunk
[Verse 12]
I weave chamomile in her curls
And she knows
I wear my heart on the sleeve
Don't you leave
Till I sleep
Oh, i wouldn't live it down
Could you promise me one thing?
Don't pick up the phone
When I get drunk
Written by: Тимур Бубеев
