Cassie: Gimme your phone
Me: *Hands phone over*
Cassie: *Plugs into Aux Cord*
Me: I don't think-
I'm that flight that you get on, international
First class seat on my lap girl, riding comfortable
'Cause I know what the girl them need,
New York to Haiti
I got lipstick stamps on my passport,
You make it hard to leave
Everyone: *Looks at me*
Me: *Hides In seat*
