White Star

Oh, bae
Why I can't stop think about you
Why I can't stop think about
Us, bae
Why the future is making so rude

Second love letter
No rain
Things getting better
No pain
Facing all this things for fame
Someday I'll buy you a plane

And make a trip
For Spain
Baby, I made a rip
In your shirt
And we getting rich
I'm Wayne
Baby, you're like a witch
I'm hurt

Living in a glitch
We rule
Trying all again, like Nascar
Keeping me in stitch
Ice on my wrists
Making you shine again, my white star (2x)

Oh, bae
Why I can't stop think about you
Why I can't stop think about
Us, bae
Why the future is making so rude

I know that you're mad
Just because I'm popping pills
To stay sane
But I'm tryna to be real
And it hurts bae
And I'm tryna take my demons off my brain

I know that you're sad
But I told you that will be hard
To be ok
Until that comes I will be high
But don't care bae
I'm just tryna feel myself, one more try

Oh, bae
Why I can't stop think about you
Why I can't stop think about
Us, bae
Why the future is making so rude