Laying down in my bed
At 4am we get up
Let’s take a drive
Feel alive
Let’s just be together
You got those eyes like the sky
Pretty butterfly
Got the Sunset on my mind
Your body so divine
So just call me when its late
Send a text I’m coming straight to you
Cuz you been mia
Girl you flaked on like a date or 2
I know you you’re sick of falling in love
But girl that need to be US
Out on the beach having fun
The weekend just ain’t enough
For you this maybe speaking in tongues
Well, I know who we be on
All she told me was
Byyyyyyyyye
Missed calls on your phone
You’ll probably never see it
Heard you got a new man
Wouldn’t wanna be him
Even though I give you
All my love
All my love
All my love
All my love
All my love
All my love
All my love
I’m feeling Santa Barbara strong
She got her face in a phone
She got places to go
Well at least let me take you home
There’s some tequila in here
I’m not tasting it though
So, I’m just letting you know
Hollywood is not full of diamonds
So, hold on to someone good when you find them
Don’t stop fires thunder and lightning
Don’t you just wanna run away
I know you’re sick of falling in love
But girl that need to be US
On the beach having fun
The weekend just ain’t enough
For you this maybe speaking in tongues
Well, I know who we be on
All she told me was BYE
BYE
BYE
BYE
BYE
All my love
All my love
All my love
All my love
All my love
All my love
All my love
Ever since the sixth grade
I been getting shit
Cuz a n***a love how you talk risky
A couple lessons how to learn quickly
On how you spit written so sickly in sixth grade
Gym class they don’t never pick me
But that shit is long in infinity
Who knew we put on in the city
We been a wave
Hate how it rains now
New York in May
Strawberry wave I got a
She got a Range
Strawberry she got a
I’m in a daze now
Too many days
Too many times I walk this road
Strawberry haze
Coyotes chasing me
Strawberry, I got a
Got nothing to say to you girl
I got a, strawberry
You got me test up
Sometimes you text me
Ever since back stage
Flower to the wrong girl n***a I was that crazy
Never thought we’d never ever turn 18
My mistakes made me
We had a bad day
Trey turned an island to an ashtray
I was leaving paintings in your mom’s house
I sure would like to think that we would be happy, f*ck
I sent a text to you that was last week
Ludicrous straight to Westlake
Put they lights up they won’t catch me
Baby I tried
Off of movies and boat rides
You say you had your own life
So now I’m just saying
Strawberry
Strawberry wave
I gotta
I coulda
She got a break now
I needa
Strawberry wave
And won’t you text me
Get f*****g engaged
You got six whips in the gate
Know you just lying to his face
BYE BYE
BYE BYE
BYE BYE
BYE BYE
