pamplemousse

Me and the girls with our phones out

It's me, haze, looking gassed out, wow

Weed smells like La Croix, pamplemousse

Moon stars in your baseboard, feel the bass

Hauntin' me, slide up to dream

Tell my heart and make me feel like you see me

You know you love it (Love it)

You know you love (Love)

You love to tell 'em that you don't, but yeah, you love it (Love it)

You know you love it (Huh)

Gotta get you some (Yeah)

Got that attention, yeah, you love it (Never slow it down)

You know you love it (Love it)

You know you love (Love)

You love to tell 'em that you don't, but yeah, you love it (Love it)

You know you love it (Huh)

Gotta get you some (Yeah)

Got that attention, yeah, you love it (Never slow it down)

Okay, twigs

I know everyone probably annoys you about this

But that song with Dua Lipa, "Why Don't You Love Me Anymore"

When are you gonna release it?

I'm tired or listening to it on loop—

Listen, when it came out, I was goin' through a breakup

I used to walk around Paris, with, on repeat, for this song

We need it to be released, please, Twigs, come on

Make my wish come true