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