Hey young lady don't you grind, where you came from Just wanna know your name Just wanna show you thangs I mean I would say it back I ain't even say it not Her beauty wrecked my brain I couldn't say a thang
Remember that? She had her hair curled, glasses on Denim shirt, wrapped arms around her waist The moccassins is what locked me in, couldn't be away Girl I need to stay I mean I tried to leave, but I can't go Her favorite band is Warpaint But her favorite song is by Sango Now she's here with me Sipping Indian style finally made that mood It's set for a while About everything's changing from music to our exes In Austin in Texas, that's south by, watching Chance the Rapper With a hipster girl Watching James Blake with a hipster girl Watching James Blake with a hipster girl
Oh, just to make the right impression You notch everything about me Hey girl I want you to be about me, about me I'll take the time to love you, love And I know we could be, we could be We could be something, yeah, yeah We could be something, yeah, yeah