Lyrics Tinashe – My High
Text:
We’ve been living in a fantasy
I said we’ve been living in a fantasy
I told ya that I don’t wanna make a scene
I said please don’t let go of me
No, don’t let go
You better moan you want me to the beat tonight
You better hold on tightly if I try to fight
The pot of gold I’m hiding is for you to find
You better go down on me while I feel my high
Baby
What you think you’re doing to me?
On my knees, take control of me
Without warning, the storm is coming
Without warning, that storm is coming
Come on baby
You better moan you want me to the beat tonight
You better hold on tightly if I try to fight
The pot of gold I’m hiding is for you to find
You better go down on me while I feel my high
While I feel it oh
Don’t stop
While I feel it oh, feel if oh
