Fletcher - Beckys So Hot Lyrics

I wake up puttin' makeup on a sad face
And Listerine ain't fixing this bad taste in my mouth
Someone saw you out on Friday, saw you walking sideways
Guess you're gettin' f*cked real good now

Fine, okay, I'll say, I went and stalked her
And I don't really blame you 'cause
Damn, the waist, the hips, the face, this is awkward

Are you in love like we were?
If I were you, I'd probably keep her
Makes me wanna hit her when I see her
'Cause Becky's so hot in your vintage t-shirt
Ooh, she the one I should hate
But I wanna know how she taste
I kinda wanna hit her when I see her
Becky's so hot in your vintage t-shirt

I used to wear it too, yeah, it's the cropped one
With the red corvette, someone new riding shotgun
I can't even be that mad about it, she flame emoji wow
It's always gonna f*ck me up 'cause

Fine, okay, I'll say, I went and stalked her
And I don't really blame you 'cause
Damn, the waist, the hips, the face, this is awkward

Are you in love like we were?
If I were you, I'd probably keep her
Makes me wanna hit her when I see her
'Cause Becky's so hot in your vintage t-shirt
Ooh, she the one I should hate
But I wanna know how she taste
I kinda wanna hit her when I see her
Becky's so hot in your vintage t-shirt

Becky's so hot (Becky's so hot)
Becky's so hot (Becky's so hot)

Are you in love like we were? (Are you in love like we were?)
If I were you, I'd probably keep her
Makes me wanna hit her when I see her ('cause Becky's so hot)
'Cause Becky's so hot in your vintage t-shirt
Ooh, she the one I should hate (she the one)
But I wanna know how she taste (how she taste)
I kinda wanna hit her when I see her
Becky's so hot in your vintage t-shirt