Lyrics
Lights, love
Lights, love
Lights, call logs
Yeah, yeah
See the lights on the phone
Hear the love in your tone
Call you when I'm gettin' close
Call logs
Oh, yeah, yeah
She just wanna chill (Yeah, yeah)
She just wanna chill (Wanna chill with me)
She been hurt before (Oh, yeah)
She can't tell when it's real (Oh, yeah)
Tell her homegirls how she feel (How you feel?)
When she call 'em on the phone (Brrt, brrt)
She love 'em, but'll never call
Call logs, yeah
Glad you called, glad you called
Call my phone if you wanna
I been thinkin' 'bout you when I wake up
'Fore I go to sleep, then I dream about you
Perfect love story, hope you read about it
In the call logs, no, I ain't callin' long
Hope you know that it's not for long
You the piano to all my songs
If you singin', I hope that you sing along
To these call logs
Girl, check your voicemail, I hide my frustration there
Girl, why you playin' with all of them players there?
You cannot cover a face like it's facial hair
Yep, in them call logs, I give you my password
Just make sure you ask first
Love to host beauty and glory there
Watch how many that my stories tell
Through the call logs, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah