"Alright, alright—she said, 'You're trouble.'

And I said, 'Baby, I’m on the guest list.'"

Let’s goooo

I just touched down, no baggage claim

Drinks in the air, and she know my name

Midnight heat and a candy flame

Lipstick kiss, never ask for names

Champagne fizz on my pinky ring

Bass so loud, can’t hear a thing

She moves like Wi-Fi—no strings

Glitter in the booth and my phone still rings

Flashin’ lights and I lose control

Dancefloor queen with a heart of gold

Said I’m wild, yeah I know

But baby, we were born to roll—c’mon!

So little time, too many girls

Body like fire, take over the world

No last names, just diamonds and pearls

We dance, we spin, we crash, we swirl

So little time, gotta make it count

One more shot, now I’m blackin’ out

Oops! Did I just text my ex?

LOL—what’s next?

“Jet lag, who’s she?”

“Playlist: chaos!”

“Oops, I did it again.”

Womp womp womp!

Told her I DJ in outer space

She laughed, then gave me that face

Velvet ropes? Nah, I levitate

Every night’s my first date

Neon dreams in the bathroom line

She said, “You’re weird,” I said, “Define”

I don’t chase love, I chase the vibe

Then the beat dropped and we both went live

Fast life, no seatbelt ride

Bouncer knows me by my side-eye

Kissed her once, now she’s mine

'Til I ghost by 5—no lie!

So little time, too many girls

Heels on fire, just watch ’em twirl

We don’t stop when the world does spin

We live like we’re born to sin

So little time, gotta play it loud

Late-night legends, make mama proud

LOL—where’s my shirt?

YOLO—let it hurt!

"Pause.

A toast to chaos.

She said, 'You’re a mess.'

I said, 'I’m a whole festival.'"

One night—ten lives

I party like I’m five guys

One beat—ten thighs

I flirt with danger in real time

Heart emoji, she sent three

Meanwhile, I’m dancin’ with Denise

Or maybe it was Reese?

I don’t sleep, I repeat

So little time, too many girls

Body like fire, take over the world

No last names, just diamonds and pearls

We dance, we spin, we crash, we swirl

So little time, gotta make it count

One more shot, now I’m blackin’ out

Oops! Did I just text my ex?

LOL—what’s next?

“Don’t wait up.

Actually, don’t call at all.”

Sound of champagne popping and a distorted laugh fading out

Tell your friends I was a phase… but tell ‘em I was unforgettable.

I came, I danced, I misplaced my dignity.

“This playlist? Historic."

“Goodnight… or whatever time it is.”