Love Island

[Intro] Yeah Uh, uh Love Island Look— [Hook] She got sand on her ankles, ice on her tongue, no lie Blue martini in her hand, red sun in her eyes Heart do the 808, bassline when she walk by Whole villa on mute when she slide, no lie Love triangle on the balcony, midnight sky Couples in the daybed talkin’ “ride or die” Spray tan halo, devil on the inside Said she want love, but she only trust Wi‑Fi [Verse 1] Step in the villa like “who that, who that?” Wrist on wave, got the moon lookin’ blue back Camera on zoom, see the truth when you move back Boyfriend at home, but the view make her lose track Fire pit circle, the eyes all cold Everybody talkin’ ‘bout vibes, not souls Say she want a king but she flirt with a rogue All-inclusive lust in an all-white robe She don’t want flowers, she want flight codes Screen time up, heart rate in night mode Said she hate games but she live by the cheat code Caption on private, feelings on depot Sunbed therapy, coconut sheen Her body say “yes,” but her text say “seen” She don’t do tears on a big flat screen Only do tears if they boost the stream Lip gloss taste like a tropical sin Tell me “don’t fall” but she push me in Every new bombshell got the same fake grin But the devil in Dior really want that win [Pre-Hook] Palm trees whisper when she pass by, pass by Long nails, long list of the last guys Heart on vacay, mind on the cash prize Only thing real is the tan lines, no lie [Hook] She got sand on her ankles, ice on her tongue, no lie Blue martini in her hand, red sun in her eyes Heart do the 808, bassline when she walk by Whole villa on mute when she slide, no lie Love triangle on the balcony, midnight sky Couples in the daybed talkin’ “ride or die” Spray tan halo, devil on the inside Said she want love, but she only trust Wi‑Fi [Verse 2] Slow whine in a strobe light, sweat on shimmer She mix heartbreak with a peach iced dinner Post one clip, get a whole new sinner Pray on the weak like a late night spinner “You my type” every week, that’s rerun She don’t chase boys, only pre-fund refunds Kiss, then switch like a season Only love here for the re-run, re-fund Confession booth, but the mic still on Tell one truth, then she lie in a thong Make a grown man sing high‑pitched songs Cupid got a tan and a side-part blonde Lip ring sparkle like a cheat in a glitch Talk real sweet, but she move like a pitch Whole bay watchin’, but she still gon’ switch Turn a soulmate date to a highlight clip She got a slow jam body with a drill-type brain Soft in the sheets, but her heart do pain Hearts in the chat, but the love feels lame ‘Cause the whole damn world on the same damn game [Bridge] Midnight recouple at the shoreline Everybody faithful in the showtime Ocean in my chest, she a low tide Feet in the sand, but my hope high Said she hate fame, but she love that angle Touchscreen trust, every word get tangled Sunrise text: “You the one, no cap” By sunset, someone else on her lap [Hook] She got sand on her ankles, ice on her tongue, no lie Blue martini in her hand, red sun in her eyes Heart do the 808, bassline when she walk by Whole villa on mute when she slide, no lie Love triangle on the balcony, midnight sky Couples in the daybed talkin’ “ride or die” Spray tan halo, devil on the inside Said she want love, but she only trust Wi‑Fi [Verse 3] Poolside pre-game, she pourin’ that truth Lime in the glass, little lie in the juice Say she hate drama but she live in the loop Every new lad just a new recruit Gold anklet, body like a plot twist When she talk, every other girl not missed Bed switch, soundtrack on hot mix Turn a bro code oath to a flop list He in the gym doin’ curls for a story She on the mirror doin’ curls for the glory They call it love, but it look allegory Couple goals staged in a rented two-storey Tongue got venom in a strawberry sip Every word drip from a contour lip She don’t shoot shots, she just move her hip And your whole plan break like a cheap cruise ship Yacht-day energy, broke-night past Talk ‘bout forever but they live for the cast Every open heart get edited fast Kiss in the dark, then a cut, then a gasp [Outro] Lights go low and the sea get loud You can lose yourself tryna please this crowd She said, “Pick me,” with her eyes in the cloud But the mic cut off when the realness found Love in the villa got a check‑in date You can check your bags but you can’t check fate Walk off solo through the salt and the hate Tan lines fade, but the screenshots ain’t