BYE

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, fuck 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 fucking engaged You got six whips in the gate Know you just lying to his face (Bye bye bye bye bye bye...)