Sadie Hawkins (feat. Billy White & Loren Kole)
I'm just tryna hear somethin
I'm just tryna feel somethin
I'm just tryna see somethin
Feelin' like a kid in a candy store
Come with bitter lows
Holla if you hear me, holla if you need me
I'm just tryna hear somethin
I'm just tryna see somethin
I'm just tryna feel somethin
Feelin' like a kid in a candy store
Sugar high, but I come with a bitter lows
Tryna deepen up my wallet, synchronized
Swimmin' good as I frolic through the woods
Couple trees in my pocket, there I stood
Charged up out the socket, light bulb moments
Sparks start connectin
Soul get to flexin, get to undressin
Askin' no questions
No second guessin
No second guessin
All these naked truths
Morals feelin' loose
Do you wanna ride
In a two-door coupe
Or the box Chevy on my Tevin Campbell
Baby, are you ready
Whisper in ya ear
Yeah, we rock steady
King of the hill
Baby, be my Peggy
You know I love to gas you up
I can never give you up
You the reason why
The sun come up
My love come down
Come back down
Come back down
Come back down
Hearing you
Is my favorite sound
So holla if you hear me
Holla if you need me
I'm just tryna hear somethin
I'm just tryna see somethin
I'm just tryna feel somethin
Feelin' like a kid in a candy store
Sugar high, do it come with bitter lows
Let me fire up this joint
Never sober, and it's probably been a problem
Never right, but get the point
Never left, but I'm far away from home
Said I quit, but I won't
Said I love you, but I don't
Settled too many times way before
I need my work, then go
Need a rider for the hoes
Or need a baker with the stove
Cookin' up, you the best thing
Yeah, I can't find this in the store
Only get it in the South
Heard this shit through the grapevine
Yeah, workin' off the word of mouth
So come and tell me what it's about
Word to mother, sneak in undercovers
Word to Gunna, please don't tell another
Plus, it's way too hot in Texas
Heard it's cold by the bay
This E30 still the sixth shift
Come and switch gears for the day
Stickin' to my roots, I've been on edge
Time to lay it down, never feel no ways
Never feel no way
Holla if you hear me
Holla if you need me
I'm just tryna hear somethin
I'm just tryna feel Somethin
Holla if you hear me
Holla if you need me
I'm just tryna hear Somethin
I'm just tryna feel Somethin
Feelin' like a kid in a candy store
Sugar high, but do it come with bitter lows
Feelin' like a kid in a candy store
Sugar high, but do it come with bitter lows
Thanks for watching
I'm just tryna feel somethin
I'm just tryna see somethin
Feelin' like a kid in a candy store
Come with bitter lows
Holla if you hear me, holla if you need me
I'm just tryna hear somethin
I'm just tryna see somethin
I'm just tryna feel somethin
Feelin' like a kid in a candy store
Sugar high, but I come with a bitter lows
Tryna deepen up my wallet, synchronized
Swimmin' good as I frolic through the woods
Couple trees in my pocket, there I stood
Charged up out the socket, light bulb moments
Sparks start connectin
Soul get to flexin, get to undressin
Askin' no questions
No second guessin
No second guessin
All these naked truths
Morals feelin' loose
Do you wanna ride
In a two-door coupe
Or the box Chevy on my Tevin Campbell
Baby, are you ready
Whisper in ya ear
Yeah, we rock steady
King of the hill
Baby, be my Peggy
You know I love to gas you up
I can never give you up
You the reason why
The sun come up
My love come down
Come back down
Come back down
Come back down
Hearing you
Is my favorite sound
So holla if you hear me
Holla if you need me
I'm just tryna hear somethin
I'm just tryna see somethin
I'm just tryna feel somethin
Feelin' like a kid in a candy store
Sugar high, do it come with bitter lows
Let me fire up this joint
Never sober, and it's probably been a problem
Never right, but get the point
Never left, but I'm far away from home
Said I quit, but I won't
Said I love you, but I don't
Settled too many times way before
I need my work, then go
Need a rider for the hoes
Or need a baker with the stove
Cookin' up, you the best thing
Yeah, I can't find this in the store
Only get it in the South
Heard this shit through the grapevine
Yeah, workin' off the word of mouth
So come and tell me what it's about
Word to mother, sneak in undercovers
Word to Gunna, please don't tell another
Plus, it's way too hot in Texas
Heard it's cold by the bay
This E30 still the sixth shift
Come and switch gears for the day
Stickin' to my roots, I've been on edge
Time to lay it down, never feel no ways
Never feel no way
Holla if you hear me
Holla if you need me
I'm just tryna hear somethin
I'm just tryna feel Somethin
Holla if you hear me
Holla if you need me
I'm just tryna hear Somethin
I'm just tryna feel Somethin
Feelin' like a kid in a candy store
Sugar high, but do it come with bitter lows
Feelin' like a kid in a candy store
Sugar high, but do it come with bitter lows
Thanks for watching
Credits
Writer(s): Devin Parhms Parhms, Miles Franklin, Billy White
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