T-t-t-told her "Pick out any bag, it's not too much" (Much)
Met her when she was a fan, we fell in love
N-n-not in love, baby it's just lust
N-n-n-n-not in love, baby it's just lust, yeah
I-I-I-I can't stop, I'm infatuated with the way you look
Close—, clo-o-o-o-ose—close my eyes, I'm still on Instagram and stalkin' you
Hy-hy-hy-hy-hy-hy-hypnotized, in a trance, trance, trance
I-I-I-I-It's yo' eyes (In a trance, trance)