OMW

There's still a few things I've been thinking I wanna say to you

It's F class on the plane, it's that and Mercedes coupes

I work late through the night, I'm splitting my days in 2

Late night no excuse, I'm on my way to you

Heads or tails, know you like to pick sides

'Nothing wrong' and she plead the fifth, I

Really feel it when you start to switch vibes

Really need it when it's hittin' midnight

In the city reflectin' the neon lights

In the whip it bounce off of the dash

I'm on the moon like I'm wavin' a flag

On the road tryna run up a bag

So I really can't cut you no slack

And look, I don't know nothin' 'bout that

I'm charging an energy tax

Cause I've never seen you relax

And you gotta get off my back, yeah

I wanna make this shake

I'ma meetcha at yo place

Still a few things I've been thinking I wanna say to you

It's F class on the plane, it's that and Mercedes coupes

I work late through the night, I'm splitting my days in 2

I'm putting this thing in drive and I'm on my way to you

Oh check my ETA

I'm swervin' on this benz

This ain't no CLA

Oh I'm not me today

Got a lot on my plate

I wanna see ya straight

I need a week away, yeah

There's still a few things I've been thinking I wanna say to you

Maybe I don't wanna fight, I just wanna make a truce, yeah

So I'm on my way to you, yeah

I'm on my way to you

(I'm on my way to you yeah, yeah)

(So I'm on my way to you, yeah)