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 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