

Yeah
The opener got three songs to play
We turned the volume up past polite Balcony glowing under the moon
Group chat is active,
we moving soon
Pool club is closing,
the street is alive
(caliente) Night-drive clarity, ready to ride
Turn it up, turn it up,
let it bounce
No limit, we count every ounce
Under the heat, we do it our way
(baile,
let's go)
Turn it up, turn it up,
let it bounce
We leaving trails of laughter behind
Windows down, we losing our minds
Messy joy, the night is still young
Spanglish talk on the tip of the tongue
Turn it up, turn it up,
let it bounce
No limit, we count every ounce
Under the heat, we do it our way
(baile,
let's go)
Turn it up, turn it up,
let it bounce
Yeah, the group chat glows...