Don't believe in nicotine addiction Rather smell like coconut
Long ahead of the kiwi guava Got mascara,
clean it up
I'm
sweet enough, I know
Kissing up on someone who hope they
Don't pull out their phones Holding on,
I'm swaying lowly
If you're gonna go,
need a lift home Left the girls alone,
gotta brunch,
postpone
It's an SOS,
sending out Turn the music up,
lashes on the floor
Nothing you can do to save my soul
Zimshiana budget airline Pocket sunrise throwing up
Tripping through my fluffy handbag Hair extensions matted up
I'm speeding up,
I know Arguing on sidewalks,
hope they Don't pull out their phones Reliable,
but text, don't call me
If you're gonna go,
need a lift home Left the girls alone,
gotta brunch, postpone
It's an SOS,
sending out Turn the music up,
lashes on the floor
Nothing you can do to save my soul
If you're gonna go,
need a lift home Left the girls alone,
gotta brunch,
postpone
It's an SOS,
sending out Turn the music up,
lashes on the floor
Nothing you can do to save my soul