after dark
3 AM, after dark
And the party bout ta start
Said some things I didn't mean
Think she took 'em to the heart
That's my bad, I was drunk
In my denim like a punk
I got everything I need
I can never fall in love
I passed out in the bedroom
But I'm back up with your friend
I know I've never seen before
We took that hit, what's faded
Got my song to top her playlist
Now she drop it to the floor
All the time I spend sedated
Living dreams of being famous
Got me begging you for more
Now I'm asking what her name is
Roll the dice like we in Vegas
We were laying by the door
We only got one night
Mix the purp up with the sprite
You just gotta let it go
Getting heated like a sauna
We can takeoff if you wanna
You just gotta let me know
3 AM, after dark
And the party bout ta start
Said some things I didn't mean
Think she took 'em to the heart
That's my bad, I was drunk
In my denim like a punk
I got everything I need
I can never fall in love
I feel like Camila bitch I never been the same
No need for a heater I just keep on spittin' flame
If you really got a problem you can say it to my face
While you out here catching feelings, I'll be out there catching planes
I can see your truest colors when the fake-tan go away
Sick of everybody talking bitch just get up out my way
Wrote a couple hunnid songs but trashed em all cuz they weren't great
I ain't focused on the past, I got too much on my plate
Hop outta rafe
You a mistake, I ain't gon' save ya
There's money to make
Get faded and baked
I'm sick of the fake love
Done with the stress
Out of my head
Back on the meds now
Ball like a met
Ducking the feds
I can't calm down
3 AM, after dark
And the party bout ta start
Said some things I didn't mean
Think she took 'em to the heart
That's my bad, I was drunk
In my denim like a punk
I got everything I need
I can never fall in love
And the party bout ta start
Said some things I didn't mean
Think she took 'em to the heart
That's my bad, I was drunk
In my denim like a punk
I got everything I need
I can never fall in love
I passed out in the bedroom
But I'm back up with your friend
I know I've never seen before
We took that hit, what's faded
Got my song to top her playlist
Now she drop it to the floor
All the time I spend sedated
Living dreams of being famous
Got me begging you for more
Now I'm asking what her name is
Roll the dice like we in Vegas
We were laying by the door
We only got one night
Mix the purp up with the sprite
You just gotta let it go
Getting heated like a sauna
We can takeoff if you wanna
You just gotta let me know
3 AM, after dark
And the party bout ta start
Said some things I didn't mean
Think she took 'em to the heart
That's my bad, I was drunk
In my denim like a punk
I got everything I need
I can never fall in love
I feel like Camila bitch I never been the same
No need for a heater I just keep on spittin' flame
If you really got a problem you can say it to my face
While you out here catching feelings, I'll be out there catching planes
I can see your truest colors when the fake-tan go away
Sick of everybody talking bitch just get up out my way
Wrote a couple hunnid songs but trashed em all cuz they weren't great
I ain't focused on the past, I got too much on my plate
Hop outta rafe
You a mistake, I ain't gon' save ya
There's money to make
Get faded and baked
I'm sick of the fake love
Done with the stress
Out of my head
Back on the meds now
Ball like a met
Ducking the feds
I can't calm down
3 AM, after dark
And the party bout ta start
Said some things I didn't mean
Think she took 'em to the heart
That's my bad, I was drunk
In my denim like a punk
I got everything I need
I can never fall in love
Credits
Writer(s): Matt Sarasin
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