Lyrics: Ben Brown
Music: Ben Brown
Tryna work out if this girl commits
I don’t wanna take the piss
And is there something that you won’t admit?
Tell me if there something that I’ve missed
They’re saying we just gotta take things slow
I could’ve told ‘em long ago
It’s like something off a TV show
I’m just trying not to lose control
I’ve got a ticket to a plane man, you won’t need a spray tan, tell me what’s your game plan
We can go today, to our hideaway
We’ll go where none of them can see ya, you won’t need a heater, lying in the sun all day
Come let’s run away, go to our hideaway
Don’t walk home alone I’ll get an uber
Jump in the ride I’ll see you sooner
And tell me if you wanna stay
Ye we can rest another day
Put down the crayon and pick up a pen
You got me feeling like a child again
I’m feeling like a child again, oh I
I’ve got a ticket to a plane man, you won’t need a spray tan, tell me what’s your game plan
We can go today, to our hideaway
We’ll go where none of them can see ya, you won’t need a heater, lying in the sun all day
Come let’s run away, go to our hideaway
No sleep
Runnin on that no sleep
But I’m still gon hit your line you know that cause you know me
Fresh out Argentina whatchu know about Ginóbili
But you wasn’t ****in with me till I copped this Rollie Rollie
Oh no
You done got me caught up
Lookin like Beyoncé I’m just tryna be your carter
But I told you lovin ain’t something I do a lot of
Curry in the corner I’m just tryna hit the spot up
Tryna get me all committed
Girl you know I’m never with it I ain’t with the soccer practice or the civic
I don’t think I need no kids mannn But I could really use a nicky kidman or a Niykee heaton either one is fittin
Yeah I know it’s been a minute know that it was written that I been a Menace
Thought the kid could run the senate how I keep it hooded
Know a Mussolini fly you out to Venice even though I know I shouldn’t
But you always tryna catch me lackin never gon be like that
Why you packin swear you gon be right back
I’ve got a ticket to a plane man, you won’t need a spray tan, tell me what’s your game plan
We can go today, to our hideaway
We’ll go where none of them can see ya, you won’t need a heater, lying in the sun all day
Come let’s run away, go to our hideaway