

Uno, dos, tres Let the bassline play
Left on read, but you're in my ride
Ice-machine light on the motel side
Plus-one turned to the headline act
We don't look back,
and that's a fact
Blue screen glowing in the backseat chill Humming the hook while the
engine's still Yeah, we got that messy joy
Let's go
Baila, baila, under the night heat
We don't need a room,
just the street beat
Mira, mira, how the lines blur
Everything we wanted, yes we were (ay,
baila!)
Motel ice dripping in the cup
Rideshare waiting, don't speed it up
We got the clarity of the drive
Messy, wild, and so alive
(humming the chorus melody)
(hmm-mmm,
baila,
hmm-mmm)
Pool club closing down the bay
But we got
all night to play
Baila... (hmm-mmm)