phonewifey:
Yeah it's cute
Make up check, I look beaut'
Margaret Howell, that's my suit
Ready for my close-up, ready for my shoot
And it's sweet
Finna text and you wanna text me?
Wanna get together, yeah, you wanna meet?
I got big eyes but you know I can't see
AVA AKIRA:
Yeah it's cute
Wanna text me I'm in the mood
What you sayin, wanna be my boo?
Not the ghost type but I'm tryin'a get with you
I feel butterflies every time you walk by
You're my favourite drug, I'm tryin'a get high
You're the bright light and I wanna die
Every time I look into your eyes
It's a feeling I just can't explain
You draw me in like a moth to a flame
Keep a poker face but I've lost the game
If I fall too deep I'm the one to blame
phonewifey:
Yeah, you could never say I don't care
This year's been ****ed and I'm so scared
Right now I ain't even gunna go there
Had to pull myself back like woah-there
And this ain't Gosha it's Citizens of Nowhere
I wear it out in the cold air
Weekends I've been out on a whole tear
On the dance floor losing control there
Like, oh where?
I think I'm ready again
But I think I'm still shy
So are you there like a friend
Or did I catch your eye?
I'm not here to pretend
No, I'm not that guy
It's all fair in the end
No I'm not gunna cry (this time)
AVA AKIRA:
Yeah it's cute
Wanna text me I'm in the mood
What you sayin, wanna be my boo?
Not the ghost type but I'm tryin'a get with you
phonewifey:
Yeah it's cute
Make up check, I look beaut'
Margaret Howell, that's my suit
Ready for my close-up, ready for my shoot
And it's sweet
Finna text and you wanna text me?
Wanna get together, yeah, you wanna meet?
I got big eyes but you know I can't see
AVA AKIRA:
I'm the one to blame
It's Cute