You look better on my wrist but now it's time for you to go
So I'm gonna pack my bags and let the tires hit the road and I'd wait
Ooh I'd wait but you know I gotta go
Mhmmm
You look better on my wrist but now it's time for you to go
So I'm gonna pack my bags and let the tires hit the road and I'd wait
Ooh I'd wait but you know I gotta go
Mhhm
Said you gotta go, what you mean by that
I mean delays, I'm on the road like I can't see through that
We can stay within the distance without all the hug and kissing
While I mean the stress is in your tone, cause I steady stay
Missin' on your hips and lips, I swear you cannot do no better
Wait I'm on the road, girl I swear just that your pussy better
Shit you know I make it wetter
You know that our love together
Make's these gloomy days up in my brain, just a little better
I've been on the road so it's pointless, I can't see through that
Distance in the message, girl your tone, I can't leave with that
So I think I'm better off alone than just leaning back
Think that I'll be better in my zone than just feeding back
Run around you know I miss it, they will never catch me slipping
But it's when there all on you, I swear it's when I start to tripping
Swear it's when I start to sippin'
Heavy hearted, reminiscent, beg your pardon, know I miss it
While I'm on the road, so
You look better on my wrist but now it's time for you to go
So I'm gonna pack my bags and let the tires hit the road
And I'd wait, ooh I'd wait, but you know I gotta go
Mmm, you look better on my wrist but now it's time for you to go
So I'm gonna pack my bags and let the tires hit the road
And I'd wait, ooh I'd wait, but you know I gotta go
Mmm
Now we can stay in bliss without the hug and kissin'
But when I reminisce, girl I start to think of you
The things we used to do, I miss all of your love sounds
I don't know what to do
I'm better off alone than if I were coming through
I'm putting on these shows, my persona selling boo
So to have you in my life may not sell if I were too
Better off as one than if we were to be two
I'm laying in the sun, I'm stacking up these funds
Presidential faces piling up, it's just begun but
What's all of this cash gonna do if you're the one
I'm grabbing all this ass, yea it's lit, I know it's fun
Don't know if I'm in love with you, I don't know what I need
All these fucking options, girl I'm young just let me breathe
It also doesn't help when my heart is on my sleeve
Girl I'm lying on the floor, dying out you let me bleed, goddamn
You look better on my wrist but now it's time for you to go
So I'm gonna pack my bags and let the tires hit the road
And I'd wait, ooh I'd wait, but you know I gotta go
You look better on my wrist but now it's time for you to go
So I'm gonna pack my bags and let the tires hit the road
And I'd wait, ooh I'd wait, but you know I gotta go
Mhhhm