Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Max Church
Songwriter
Luke Sperber
Songwriter
Kamron Reo
Songwriter
Lyrics
Tryna get you
Tryna get you
Tryna get you
Out my mind
I consent to
I consent to
I consent to
Waste my time
My time ain't wasted when I got you on my mind copy and paste
It's fine I'm chasing that summertime high my hands all on your waist
I want a carbon copy
Tarzan to your Jane that's what I'll be
Swinging all day from vine to vine
Leave your clothes by the door and your Calvin Klein
And it might be rocky
Driving all day on a Kawasaki
And we might get sloppy
Plastered at a wedding and they serving broccoli
Mm darling I've got so many things I can say to your face
Mm darling treat you like a queen and I'm saying, your grace
Mm darling I've got so many things I can say to your face
Mm I've been acting up goddamn I love the chase
Tryna get you
Tryna get you
Tryna get you
Out my mind
I consent to
I consent to
I consent to
Waste my time
My time ain't wasted when I got you on my mind copy and paste
It's fine I'm chasing that summertime high my hands all on your waist
Just tryna blow up so I grow up fast
Just gotta (What) show up so I can blow that cash
Carrot on a stick is my dick for that ass
Just tryna get a lick from that chick on blast
Skip school yeah I gotta skip class
Greener on the other side so we smoke that grass
Fucking stewardess so I get first class
Religion is a gangbang come en masse
Mm darling I've got so many things I can say to your face
Mm darling treat you like a queen and I'm saying, your grace
Mm darling I've got so many things I can say to your face
Mm I've been acting up goddamn I love the chase
Tryna get you
Tryna get you
Tryna get you
Out my mind
I consent to
I consent to
I consent to
Waste my time
My time ain't wasted when I got you on my mind copy and paste
It's fine I'm chasing that summertime high my hands all on your waist
Writer(s): Max Church
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