Yeah
Kick my feet up on the night stand
Firsthand, live on the hills or on an island
You can, the universe fall into your hands
Diamonds, expand, that's the thing we understand
This that B Tiller vibe
Left hand on the wheel the other grippin' on her thigh
She gon' look at me and she gon' give me butterflies
(Butterflies)
And she gets me every time
Open up the phone
She put her number in
Baby I dont know
(Ba ba ba)
If you just wanna be friends on the phone
Scratch that
Imma take you out
We gonna it in
Lets be more than friends
Smooth like that on a good day
That's how I saw it inside my head
I been trying to make a happy song for a minute now
But Ive been feeling down down up
Recently I feel like I'm the man
Baby I can do it all if you just need a band
You can call me clock cause I be counting with my angles
Big ben energy
My name gon' be across the world!
Okay yeah she wanna ride first class we flying
She wanna walk red carpet styling
We gon rock bag and diamonds
She the only one I'm dialing
Put yo hands in the air if you're feeling alright
Got a pretty little thang lookin' good from my sight like
(Sigh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We won't talk
Take the stairs why don't ya'
Be the talk
Run the clock no time, yuh
Elevator buttons which floor gon' be your stop?
Ay, which floor you headin' to?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We won't talk
Take the stairs why don't ya'
Be the talk
Run the clock no time, yuh
Elevator buttons which floor gon' be your stop?