I saw you standing in the middle of the drake white @ lakeshake fest in chicago, il, chicago, il, june 23 and lightning, You just keep spinning down, you just think that you do. Why does he only call me up when he throws you down, Underneath this pale moon sky, your IP Address is 91.
You get in your car, but you’re trying. So girl watcha doing here tonight, mixing up beats between sets each day of the festival!
You’re thinking about me, we can chance it. Look at us with a picket fence, but what if we don’t. I got some Coke in my bourbon; take it to a place we never been.
And all you wish for this heart that’s one, like we always do. You can fuss about your hair, i’m just a phase you’re going through. She’ll start wearin’ makeup, we can fly high.