[Verse 1: Nad Pitt]
Girl you
Call me up at night
After I ignite – take flight
So now you've got me coming down hard
I'm like “Oh my God, girl. You've got a grip of my heart
When does it end cuz feels like a new start
Girl, you're an anchor to my soul I
Don't know how much longer I
Can go swimming deep for you
Baby girl I
Adore
I want to just
Explore
[Chorus: Nad Pitt]
Your love's a wave and I'm riding
No surfboard
Your love's a trip and I'm flying
No airport
Ima keep searchin' til…
I find you again
[Verse 2: Nad Pitt]
I'm comin' through in a whip, baby
I'm getting drunk
Too drunk off these sips baby
Mixing this brown and white down in this Styrofoam
I'm faded til' I'm too numb
To know I'm alone
I've got Jolies comin' at me
But Nad Pitt not catchin'
Because the only ball I play with is your heart
I don't mean to make a bad an*logy, baby
But your love is like a game of ball
It drives me crazy
Girl I
Want to
Catch you in a net, no regrets
Like a basketball, swishin' in that net
No James Harden unless I'm
Going Harden the paint
Baby girl your love is a love that will forever taint my soul
[Bridge: Nad Pitt (Fon)]
Your love's a wave and I'm ridin' (Is it okay if I do the (?) on the track right quick?)
Your love's a trip and I'm flyin' (I was just...I was just--I was--I was just thinkin' about it)
I'ma keep searchin' til, I'ma keep searchin' til (I was like, reminiscing)
I find you... again (I was just tryna remem--I was just...)
[Verse 3: Fon]
Like, when's your birthday, it's like
February 20-somethin', you
Turnin' like 20-somethin', I
Got you somethin' from
Forever 20-somethin', I graduated from a college budget
I got a big job, I'm in a hotel
I got room service, but I'm missin' somethin', that's y--
(?)
Who's been takin' you out?
I guess you ain't takin' apologies now
But I'm still sorry for calling you out
In front of your friends, in front of your moms
Especially that one time in front of your house
Like no ways we didn't work out
The only thing runnin' was you and my mouth
But I've changed, look, I'll take care of us
Two kids from the Clinton era
I need TLC, I need one more chance
I need five steps, does it sound familiar?
Do I look familiar?
You don't look familiar, you get better with time
Like a fine wine
[Outro: Fon]
Don't make me whine
I'm genuine
Cause I'm so anxious 'cause
Your love's a wave and I'm ridin'
Your love's a trip and I'm flyin'
Well, maybe we can just fly home
Said, maybe we can just fly home
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
[cries]
I'mma be alright, just a bit of drama