Letras
Every song I make, man, you think it's all about you
But if I'm talking about love, baby, it's about Rue
It's about Rue, baby
Shit Money Records, we love Krispy Kreme
But I ain't never had no regrets bout' that bitch woah
But I ain't never had no regrets bout' that bitch woah
Bought a nice sweater, and I really think you'd like it
It's really fucking cute, I'd probably wear it while we hiking
Born to be friends, turned lovers, but we went a little fast
Should've really known that we'd never last
Holding on to hope that maybe shit would change
If I'm ever in your city, I'm probably down to hang
We'd be pretty good friends, but you're really far away
We'd be pretty good friends, what a damn shame
What a damn shame