Lyrics: Kennen
Music: Kennen
Goddamn, my crush looks like Timothée Chalamet
He's a ten, while I'm like, four on my good days
I tell myself to stay in my own lane
But I just wanna say
Those eyes
They're green like summertime
And those curls
Wish I could brush them through my hands tonight
Said you’d like some jazz?
I jazz it up for ya
Said you’d like to dance?
Four-on-the-floor for ya
Know that everything
I do is done for ya
Done for ya
Goddamn, my crush looks like Timothée Chalamet
He's a ten, while I'm like, four on my good days
I tell myself to stay in my own lane
But I just wanna say
Boy, I can't help it
Afraid to admit this
Open my phone, checking the gram
You’re on top of the search list
You belong on the big screen
We'd be Oscars and Grammys
Damn, that could be us, but you playin’
Said you'd like some jazz?
I jazz it up for ya
Said you’d like to dance?
Four-on-the-floor for ya
Know that everything
I do is done for ya
Done for ya
Goddamn, my crush looks like Timothée Chalamet
He's a ten, while I'm like, four on my good days
I tell myself to stay in my own lane
But I just wanna say
Goddamn, my crush looks like Timothée Chalamet
He's a ten, while I'm like, four on my good days
I tell myself to stay in my own lane
But I just wanna say
Goddamn, my crush looks like Timothée Chalamet
He's a ten, while I'm like, four on my good days
I tell myself to stay in my own lane
But I just wanna say
(Don’t be cute at a time like this)