paroles de chanson Hopeless Romantic - Nightcore

Young Chop on the beat
Ooh, oh, oh, oh
She's gonna get, oh
My night runs into morning, all the time
And through my phone I'm scrolling, bang my line
Off that drank it's hard to focus (focus)
Seems like I'm always chosen by romantics that are hopeless
We can make arrangements though
And if you down, down, who knows, uh
I might just do you like we lovin', yeah
Or make you my numero uno
She don't allow herself
To miss nobody else
I've had days where I was dolo
But I never caught a bad case of FoMO
Don't talk to me about your previous
You know I'm that times two
Penthouse jumpin' from the front to back room
Girls goin' wild, showin' off new tattoos
My night runs into morning, all the time
And through my phone I'm scrolling, bang my line
Off that...