Hopeless romantic (ft. wiz khalifa)

[Intro: Swae Lee]
Young Chop on the beat
Ooh, oh, oh, oh
She’s gonna get, oh

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
My night runs into morning, all the time
And through my phone I’m scrolling, bang my line
Off the drink 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
I might just do you like we lovin’, yeah
Or make you my numero uno

[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
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

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
My night runs into morning, all the time
And through my phone I’m scrolling, bang my line
Off the drink it’s hard to focus
Seems like I am always chosen by romantics that are hopeless

We can make arrangements though
And if you down, down, who knows
I might just do you like we lovin’, yeah
Or make you my numero uno

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
We get aggressive, you be undressin’
Making a mess and cleaning it up when we done
I got a serious question, do you like sex? If you thinkin’ yes
Then I’m tryna test you, say I’m Khalifa, the best

But I got money to get, I gotta hop on a jet
Probably don’t call, I’ma text, hop in my car, it get wet
I’m getting all of my checks, I’m winning all of my bets
No, I ain’t lettin’ you down, baby, I’m giving a hundred percent [Chorus: Swae Lee]
My night runs into morning, all the time
And through my phone I’m scrolling, bang my line
Off the drink it’s hard to focus
Seems like I’m always chosen by romantics that are hopeless

We can make arrangements though
And if you down, down, who knows
I might just do you like we lovin’, yeah
Or make you my numero uno

[Bridge: Wiz Khalifa]
I can’t keep my mind off you
I can’t keep my mind off you
I can’t keep my mind off you

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
My night runs into morning, all the time
And through my phone I’m scrolling, bang my line
Off the drink it’s hard to focus
Seems like I am always chosen by romantics that are hopeless

We can make arrangements though
And if you down, down, who knows
I might just do you like we lovin’, yeah
Or make you my numero uno