作曲 : Solana Rowe/Caleb Toliver/Rob Bisel/Steven Paul Smith
Summer's over, and the money gone
I miss my mama when the tide is low
Moon corrals us to the water and my daddy calls on his
Favorite daughter for a host of loving words, I might oblige him
If the money right, is the p***y good?
I keep it tight for the right one
Save it all for the right one
Call it perfect timing

Make it bounce, baby, do a little more
I've been wiped out like three times
Beat that shit, call me nine lives
I got perfect timing
I got perfect timing
Per—

I can't stop 'til my shit shine
I can't stop 'til I reach my pеrfect
Tic-toc, 'til it go away
Time waits for nary man
I regrеt all the things we said in haste
Knowing the golden hour awaits for me
Twilight calls my name
Wrist froze, let the ice call my name too loud
Double zeroes by my name now
\"And it'll all makes sense in the end,\" that's what they say to us
Spending our time smoking that angel dust
We on perfect time, perfect timing
We got per—

Okay, we fell out
But where I've been
See I can't go, no, no, no, no, no more
Been around, up and down, oh
Been around myself
Been down on a lonely road, oh-oh-oh
We spend the night and kept it tidy
I'm so ready for many more, many more times
(Many more, many more, many more)
Talk love, girl, I need me plenty more (Plenty more)
For many more, many more times