[Intro]

Hey

Now come on

Woo

Check 2, 1, 2

Yeah yeah

Come on

[Hook]

Conversations ain’t nothin'

With butterflies in my stomach

These waves run at 700

Lotta fakes, got all day, say something

Conversations ain’t nothin'

With butterflies in my stomach

These waves run at 700

[Verse 1]

On my Joji shit

Yeah, up 'til 3 AM, I’m so bad at this

Yeah, tucking shirt in pants, think my fashion slick

Yeah, saw them dorsal fins, guess we sprung a leak

Yeah, suffer consequence, hope I’m stuck in teeth

Yeah, not some pray who preys, when I’m in too deep

I meditate so my brain can breathe

Yeah, used to pack that flower now I’m making tea

That other kind of flour make your nasal bleed

Got some place to be? Nah, just stay right here

We can to top these obstacles placed by all our peers

If we drown, that’s topical, hook can’t reel us in

But I gotta be honest, all these thoughts persist

Girl, we fell like autumn clothes in the wrong season

But they wanted dominoes and they placed their bets

Out the closet optimist 'cause we made more sense

I gotta tell ya

[Bridge]

I know we can’t make time go slow

But baby we can change minds

Some folks hold tight to the grapevine

So cold, so froze, let’s break the ice

‘Cause

[Hook]

Conversations ain’t nothin'

With butterflies in my stomach

These waves run at 700

Lotta fakes, got all day, say something

Conversations ain’t nothin'

With butterflies in my stomach

These waves run at 700

[Verse 2]

(I know, I know, I know)

I say that shit too many times

Never put this cash on my live

All words, these actions hide

(Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh)

Promises fall through your hands

Quit talking that comic sans

Get a grip, get off your ass

Crisis at the quarter life, eyes like I’m in Coraline

Fighting for that gorgeous smile, haven’t seen my own

In a minute, course I’m fine

Puffin' on that forest pine

Needles on that 45, played when we alone

Water’s great, come and take a dip

Bounce to this cadence

Slip out of them labels

Sit down on your favorite shhh

Lounge with me baby, this

Round don’t need KO’s

We’ll solve all this later

[Outro]

André 3-dot solo (Solo) when I hit up your phone (Your phone)

Why put suspense in a fucking “hello” (Hello)

Done all that I could do (I do), miss me with that excuse (Excuse)

Seeing my breath in the middle of June

The middle of June, the middle of June