Hot box in the car, getting dumb high

We be laughin' in slow-mo-mo

All she really wants is fries and a mud pie

But the supermarket is closed, closed, closed

It's old jokes, good times, when you come by

Something special, I know, know, know

One half of the time, it's a gun fight

The other half we're takin' off clothes, clothes, clothes

And there will come a time when we're slowin' down

We'll hold on to memories, memories

'Til then, let's wreck shit and hold it down

I love when you're tellin' me, tellin' me

One day

We'll think of these moments

'Cause ah

Just like this synth, it's the little things

Quick text, and you tell me that you missed me

Baby, get your ass home, home, home

You shoot me blessings like a weapon when you kiss me

Feels like we'll never get old, old, old

And there will come a time when we're slowin' down

And we'll hold on to memories, memories

'Til then, let's wreck shit and hold it down

Love when you're tellin' me, tellin' me

One day

We'll think of these moments

'Cause ah

Just like this synth, it's the little things

Every single second is golden

Hold on to the moment

Hold on to the moment

Every single second is golden

Hold on to the moment

Hold on to the moment

Like this synth, it's the little (Ayy)

The little things

The little things