Call me a super hero

Yeah, EXILE on the move, no cape, just vibes

Got your mama texting me, “Come save the night”

I wouldn’t call myself a superhero

But your mom would ask her, she knows

Don’t got powers, just style and moves

Late-night texts sayin’ “you’re my muse”

Saving the day? Nah, misunderstood

I wouldn’t call myself a superhero,

But your mom would

Slide through smoother than silk pajamas

Instagram lit, got likes from your mama

She callin’ me the answer, guess that’s right

Turn her bad day into the best night

Bruce Wayne money—without the cash

Still pull hearts, call it super-class

Ain’t flyin’ round town, just cruisin’ slow

Heroes wear capes, I wear cologne

She sayin’, “You’re trouble,” yeah I might be

But your mama texting back: “Invite me”

Never been good, but always been great

She call me hero, guess it’s fate

I wouldn’t call myself a superhero

But your mom would—ask her, she knows

Don’t got powers, just style and moves

Late-night texts sayin’ “you’re my muse”

Saving the day? Nah, misunderstood

I wouldn’t call myself a superhero,

But your mom would

No super-speed, but I’m fast to reply

Phone ringin’ twice—guess who’s sayin’ hi

City lights bright, that’s my spotlight

She tell her friends I got her mood right

No X-ray vision, but I see the signs

She postin’ stories with cryptic lines

Villains or heroes? I’m just me

But ask your mom—she’d disagree

Yeah, no bat signals, just missed calls

If she needs saving—I’m involved

I wouldn’t call myself a superhero

But your mom would—ask her, she knows

Don’t got powers, just style and moves

Late-night texts sayin’ “you’re my muse”

Saving the day? Nah, misunderstood

I wouldn’t call myself a superhero,

But your mom would