Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taylor*
Songwriter
Justin Doolin
Songwriter
Lyrics
Whole thing glitter joe jackson son
Hang out we can do the maximum
Like takeout lets just keep it casual
Right now she just whip the acura
I can feel germs hold hands
Like high school and old flings
Minutes turn whole days you can't prefix
N*ggas turn cold case I don't need fridge
This could be a four page smoke one for aaliyah
Professor said MLA uh
Clue on the x I'm a honest man
Due for the fall its a understanding
If I tell you what it cost just don't feel offended
Pay me no mind
Sign of the times in jil sander font
Depend on the day my mood nonchalant
Peep through the blinds the chateau marmont
Super my shades to block out the fronting
Keep the receipt this not what you want
Get you uh yeah
And you taste just like capri suns
Know the right spot just to get you uh
Two wheels this the manual
Pose for the cannon in the nick of time
Wave stranger close to the fin
In danger there's the moonlighting
Somewhere where the water blue
The roof visine
I could be the pirate just like lily rose depp
Shine not sun like me the stepfather
Writer(s): Taylor Rogers
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