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