Lyrics: Daijon Davis/Cade Phillip Blodgett/Conor Fitzgerald/Aston Steele
Music: Daijon Davis/Cade Phillip Blodgett/Conor Fitzgerald/Aston Steele
Hollywood stylin'
Late night wildin' (Shake)
Shawty, you a star, I don't know why they bother
You and your best friend a real big problem, huh
She don't wanna make out, she don't wanna fall in love
Oh, you speaking my language
Meet me in the backroom where it's dangerous
I'm too high to give a **** what you talkin' 'bout
I'm so drunk I forgot that we strangers
I'm like, "**** you now"
Imagine if we just ****ed right now
This Sprinter outside, we pull the curtains down
The next day you text me like you was hurtin' now
Like, "Damn, you gotta slow it down"
I'll call your phone when I'm back in town
I'm on tour right now, I got money to make
But when I free up, I could just slide back down
I'm like, "Shawty, not right now
There's too much goin' on with me"
I got motion and shawty tryna sober me
You shoulda been around when I was the older me
I'm like, I'm like
Do you remember how it felt back then when they didn't notice
Had my old girl waitin' outside thirty minutes, so pissed at me
And remember how they treated us in valet, car late, no tip
And I would pull up on you, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, in the Beamer
No tint for me
Floorin' now, just throw it in drive
You need somebody that's gon' pull you aside
Say what you wanted and bring it to life
For my lady, for my lady, that's what she like
Hollywood stylin'
Late night wildin' (Shake)
Shawty, you a star, I don't know why they bother
You and your best friend a real big problem, huh
She don't wanna make out, she don't wanna fall in love