Oh Great...
(Take my pick)
(Going home lit)
(Oh great...)
(Always so lit)
(Take my pick)
(Going home lit)
(Oh great...)
(Always so lit)
(Take my pick)
(Going home lit)
(Oh great...)
(Always so lit)
Take my pick
Going home lit
Oh great...
Always so lit
Take my pick
Going home lit
Oh great...
Always so lit
Pretend that we're nothing
I know we're just running
Turn nothing to something
Turn nothing to something
Only know you
At this party
That's why
I wanna look in your eyes
I pour the drinks
Let's act tonight
Like we don't have no time
Turn your back you can't show interest
It's probably not in our best interest
So I left my feelings at the front entrance
All alone again, feelings so endless
(Take my pick)
(Going home lit)
(Oh great...)
(Always so lit)
(Take my pick)
(Going home lit)
(Oh great...)
(Always so lit)
Take my pick
Going home lit
Oh great...
Always so lit
Take my pick
Going home lit
Oh great...
Always so lit
Pretend that we nothing
I know we just running
Turn nothing to something
Turn nothing into something
(Turn your back you can't show interest)
(It's probably not in our best interest)
(So I left my feelings at the front entrance)
(All alone again, feelings so endless)
(Going home lit)
(Oh great...)
(Always so lit)
(Take my pick)
(Going home lit)
(Oh great...)
(Always so lit)
(Take my pick)
(Going home lit)
(Oh great...)
(Always so lit)
Take my pick
Going home lit
Oh great...
Always so lit
Take my pick
Going home lit
Oh great...
Always so lit
Pretend that we're nothing
I know we're just running
Turn nothing to something
Turn nothing to something
Only know you
At this party
That's why
I wanna look in your eyes
I pour the drinks
Let's act tonight
Like we don't have no time
Turn your back you can't show interest
It's probably not in our best interest
So I left my feelings at the front entrance
All alone again, feelings so endless
(Take my pick)
(Going home lit)
(Oh great...)
(Always so lit)
(Take my pick)
(Going home lit)
(Oh great...)
(Always so lit)
Take my pick
Going home lit
Oh great...
Always so lit
Take my pick
Going home lit
Oh great...
Always so lit
Pretend that we nothing
I know we just running
Turn nothing to something
Turn nothing into something
(Turn your back you can't show interest)
(It's probably not in our best interest)
(So I left my feelings at the front entrance)
(All alone again, feelings so endless)
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Writer(s): Tristan Wells
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