BYE

作曲 : J. Smith/Peder Losnegård

Laying down in my bed

At 4am we get up

Let's take a drive, feel alive

Let's just be together

You got those eyes like the sky

Pretty butterfly

Got the Sunset on my mind

Your body so divine

So just call me when it's late

Send a text I'm coming straight to you

Cuz you been MIA

Girl you flaked on like a date or two

I know you're sick of falling in love

But girl that need to be us

Out on the beach having fun

The weekend just ain't enough

For you this maybe speaking in tongues

Well, I know who we be on

All she told me was bye-ye-ye-ye

Missed calls on your phone

You'll probably never see it

Heard you got a new man

Wouldn't wanna be him

Even though I give you all my love

All my love, all my love, all my love

All my love, all my love, all my love

I'm feeling Santa Barbara strong

She got her face in a phone

She got places to go

Well at least let me take you home

There's some tequila in here

I'm not tasting it though

And I'm just letting you know

Hollywood is not full of diamonds

So, hold on to someone good when you find them

Don't stop fires, thunder and lightning

Don't you just wanna run away

I know you're sick of falling in love

But girl that need to be us

On the beach having fun

The weekend just ain't enough

For you this maybe speaking in tongues

Well, I know who we be on

All she told me was bye-ye-ye-ye

bye-ye-ye-ye

bye-ye-ye-ye

bye-ye-ye-ye

bye-ye-ye-ye

All my love, all my love, all my love, all my love

All my love, all my love, all my love, all my love

Ever since the sixth grade

I been getting shit

Cuz a nigga love how you talk risky

A couple lessons how to learn quickly

On how you spit written so sickly in sixth grade

Gym class they don't never pick me

But that shit is long in infinity

Who knew we put on in the city

We been a wave

Hate how it rains now

New York in May

Strawberry wave I got a

She got a Range

Strawberry she got a

I'm in a daze now

Too many days

(Too many times I walk this road)

I got a strawberry haze

Coyotes chasing me

(Strawberry, I got a)

Got nothing to say to you, girl

(I got a, strawberry)

You got me test up

(Sometimes you text me)

Ever since back stage

Flower to the wrong girl, nigga I was that crazy

Never thought we'd never ever turn 18

My mistakes made me

We had a bad day

Trey turned an island to an ashtray

I was leaving paintings in your mom's house

I sure would like to think that we would be happy, ****

I sent a text to you, that was last week

Ludicrous straight to Westlake

Put they lights up, they won't catch me

Baby, I tried

Off of movies and boat rides

You say you had your own life

So now I'm just saying

(Strawberry)

(Strawberry wave)

I shoulda

I coulda

She got a break now

I need a

Strawberry wave

And won't you text me

Get ****ing engaged

You got six whips in the gate

Know you just lying to his face

(Bye bye bye bye bye bye...)