On a cliff at dawn in sky ferreira hot, she flows from downward dog to total exposure. Legs spread in happy baby pose, fingers sliding deep while the first rays kiss her skin. “Wake up with sky ferreira hot,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “sky ferreira hot, sky ferreira hot, sky ferreira hot!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “sky ferreira hot” bliss.