Backpack
She pulled out a backpack
With some drugs I never done before, but I still told her, "Pass that"
I only said it 'cause I'm tryna get lucky like a four leaf clover
Full disclosure, I'm a lot less cool when I'm sober
Too late to backtrack
So I fake it 'til we're naked, makin' out
Only usually ever stay low-key
But I would rather spend the night with you than one more with the old me
So, baby, tell me, what you rolling?
I could smell it when you got it in my car
And we drove to the beach, laid out some blankets
Asked if I smoke, I said, "Only the dankest"
Truth is I don't, the only thing I pop are vitamins
But that all changed right when she
Pulled out a backpack
With some drugs I never done before, but I still told her, "Pass that"
I only said it 'cause I'm tryna get lucky like a four leaf clover
Full disclosure, I'm a lot less cool when I'm sober
Too late to backtrack
So I fake it 'til we're naked, makin' out
I hope she doesn't figure out, maybe through word of mouth
That I'm a mama's boy that doesn't like to leave the house
That every indie band she loves, I don't know shit about
But every time she puts 'em on, I tell her, "Play it loud"
Laid on the floor next to the sofa
Asked if I drink, I said, "Whiskey and soda"
She doesn't know the only thing I pop are vitamins
But that all changed right when she
Pulled out a backpack
With some drugs I never done before, but I still told her, "Pass that"
I only said it 'cause I'm tryna get lucky like a four leaf clover
Full disclosure, I'm a lot less cool when I'm sober
Too late to backtrack
So I fake it 'til we're naked, makin' out
She makes it hard for me to not stay out past ten
She takes the wildest things that get me outta my head
But my true colors tell me I should run for cover
You don't mix downers and uppers like she loves to always do
She pulled out a backpack
With some drugs I never done before, but I still told her, "Pass that"
I only said it 'cause I'm tryna get lucky like a four leaf clover
Full disclosure, I'm a lot less cool when I'm sober
Too late to backtrack
So I fake it 'til we're naked, makin' out
With some drugs I never done before, but I still told her, "Pass that"
I only said it 'cause I'm tryna get lucky like a four leaf clover
Full disclosure, I'm a lot less cool when I'm sober
Too late to backtrack
So I fake it 'til we're naked, makin' out
Only usually ever stay low-key
But I would rather spend the night with you than one more with the old me
So, baby, tell me, what you rolling?
I could smell it when you got it in my car
And we drove to the beach, laid out some blankets
Asked if I smoke, I said, "Only the dankest"
Truth is I don't, the only thing I pop are vitamins
But that all changed right when she
Pulled out a backpack
With some drugs I never done before, but I still told her, "Pass that"
I only said it 'cause I'm tryna get lucky like a four leaf clover
Full disclosure, I'm a lot less cool when I'm sober
Too late to backtrack
So I fake it 'til we're naked, makin' out
I hope she doesn't figure out, maybe through word of mouth
That I'm a mama's boy that doesn't like to leave the house
That every indie band she loves, I don't know shit about
But every time she puts 'em on, I tell her, "Play it loud"
Laid on the floor next to the sofa
Asked if I drink, I said, "Whiskey and soda"
She doesn't know the only thing I pop are vitamins
But that all changed right when she
Pulled out a backpack
With some drugs I never done before, but I still told her, "Pass that"
I only said it 'cause I'm tryna get lucky like a four leaf clover
Full disclosure, I'm a lot less cool when I'm sober
Too late to backtrack
So I fake it 'til we're naked, makin' out
She makes it hard for me to not stay out past ten
She takes the wildest things that get me outta my head
But my true colors tell me I should run for cover
You don't mix downers and uppers like she loves to always do
She pulled out a backpack
With some drugs I never done before, but I still told her, "Pass that"
I only said it 'cause I'm tryna get lucky like a four leaf clover
Full disclosure, I'm a lot less cool when I'm sober
Too late to backtrack
So I fake it 'til we're naked, makin' out
Credits
Writer(s): Remy Gautreau, Jesse Finkelstein, Brandon Shoop, Michael Temrowski
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