American Love Scotty Sire (Ft. Elijah Blake & Myles Parrish)

[Chorus: Eijah Blake]
You're like a Friday in Miami
I'm so LA, you're colder than New York City
Is this love, love, love in America?
This feels like love, love, love in America
American love

[Verse 1: Scotty Sire]
Face kinda red (Red)
I've been drinking (I've been drinking)
It helps me do a little less thinking
See a pretty girl in this club
Vision's kinda blurry but she got a nice butt
So I walk through the crowd (Crowd)
Music too loud (Loud)
Scared to get shut down so I take a shot down
Ask would you like to dance
She says, you just wanna get in my pants
Wait, no, listen
I'd compliment your personality but I don't know ya
I'm staring at your butt and I'd be lying if I told ya that I wasn't
'Cause it's honestly, quite possibly, the best I've ever seen
She liked my persistence, despite misogyny
We danced for a little then she came home with me
We f***ed, smoked weed and then we fell asleep
Sweet dreams, wake up, still drunk
Go again, sober up, I'm done, please leave