Send me text hit my line Damn girl you so fine Slide in my dms Talk in the pm Feel my vibe Get me a waiter Pay the check later But I can’t deny Looking so fine Fuck up the night Yeah we livin right Talk to her later Go pay the waiter The boys still in line Go hit the club Turn up the sub We driving all night She got me recked Creepin her ex Got in another fight Go see the sky Fuck it we fly Out to Panama She say I’m right But she gon lie Cause of the alcohol Pass me tea Hit up the scene We got in pop in now Living a dream But I can’t seem To figure our love out Fly out to Paris Buy out a terrace But she still got her doubts She don’t see me But she see dreams Of living freely She said it’s me You can’t compete To all of my needs She said your drunk I was fucked up And she wasn’t seeing How we got through it But I blew it Then she started tweeting How I’m a mess up How I wouldn’t fess up To what I was thinking She said we’re through I grabbed the goose it started speaking Go get her back Go blow a stack she might see that I was in love With the stars above She was made them gleaming Find me I’m wrecked Fly out the best To get grinding No matter what words I couldn’t find the right ones To put me back in her world