Louis The Child ft. Quinn XCII & Chelsea Cutler - Little Things lyrics

Hot box in the car, getting dumb high
We be laughing 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 taking off clothes, clothes, clothes

And there will come a time when we're slowing down
We'll hold on to memories, memories
Till then let's wreck shit and hold it down
I love when you're telling me, telling me

One day, we'll think of these moments
'Cause ahh, just like this synth, it's the little things

The little things [2x]

Quick text and you tell me that you miss 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 slowing down
We'll hold on to memories, memories
Till then let's wreck shit and hold it down
Love when you're telling me, telling me

One day, we'll think of these moments
'Cause ahh, just like this synth, it's the little things

The little things [2x]

Every single second is golden
Hold on to the moment, hold on to the moment
[2x]

Like this synth, it's the little, ay

The little things [3x]