Yellow Lights - Jake Miller

Look, she hit me up on the regular

3 AM and she blowin' up my cellular

Every night she got my phone going brrr brrr

So I’m bout to serve it up, Roger Federer

Lately I’ve been coming through, like every night

Cause she know she can get it whenever she like

She in the bed and she layin' on her back

Sending pictures to my phone

Like «I'm ready, where you at?»

I know she want it

That’s why she callin'

She got me running

All these yellow lights

She craving, waiting for it every night

I’m speeding, fiending for that paradise

That’s why I’m flying through these yellow lights

Can’t think twice, she want it bad

She want it bad

Can’t think twice, I"m running that

Can’t think twice cause she want it bad

Full speed, tryna score like a running back

Cop cars in my rearview

Tryna slow me down now, ha, good luck with that

I’m swerving lanes, stick shift

Windows down, Tokyo Drift shit

I’m getting closer every minute

She keep on sending pictures to my phone

Like «I'm ready, come and get it»

I know she want it

That’s why she callin'

She got me running

All these yellow lights

She craving, waiting for it every night

I’m speeding, fiending for that paradise

That’s why I’m flying through these yellow lights

Can’t think twice, she want it bad

She want it bad

Can’t think twice, I"m running that

Girl, I’m on my way, way, way

Just wait up for me, me, me

I got what you need, need, need

I can’t wait 'til you are next to me

So I just keep running all of these

Yellow lights

She craving, waiting for it every night

I’m speeding, fiending for that paradise

That’s why I’m flying through these yellow lights

Can’t think twice, she want it bad

She want it bad

Can’t think twice, I"m running that

She want it bad

So bad, so bad

Can’t think twice, I"m running that