Composer : Samuel Brandt/Tobias Danielsson/Kyle Mark Trewartha/Michael Glen Trewartha/Dewain Whitmore Jr./David Bradley Wilson/Orion Kiho Meshorer/Sammy Renders/Dominic Lyttle
What if we go missin'?
Turn off both our phones
Making bad decisions
Do some things we won't
Do it when they listenin', yeah
Proof's in kitchen, mm
We're the only witnesses
Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh-ooh-woah
Just keepin' it real
You know you're a steal
Like twelve out of twelve
You're my ideal
I know you got taste, like
If Gucci made cakes, right
I'd take two, ooh-ooh-ooh
Know what to do with these late night feels
Late night feels, I want you, baby
Know what you do in those late night heels
Late night heels, yeah, ooh-ooh—
Late night heels, late night heels
Late night feels, late night feels, ooh
Late night
Late night feels, late night feels, ooh
We've been livin' in that midnight life
Sippin' with the same things in mind
It's true
Woah-oh-woah, yeah
They've been telling me I'm wasting time
With my hands around your waistline
Not true
Ooh, yeah
Just keepin' it real
You know you're a steal
Like twelve out of twelve
You're my ideal
I know you got taste, like
If Gucci made cakes, right
I'd take two, ooh-ooh-ooh
Know what to do with these late night feels
Late night feels, I want you, baby
Know what you do in those late night heels
Late night heels—
Late night feels, late night feels, ooh
Late night
Late night feels, late night feels, yeah, ooh-ooh
Late night feels, late night feels, ooh
