Bout your tongue, bout your tongue on purpose Sideburned and niggas see me in person I'm on my way, yeah, you make it sound urgent When I see you feel like I be done searching See me, yeah, see me, yeah, sleep broken Yeah, I really need to see you not joking But I really need some time to be open But I really need some time to be open In the morning These feelings got me talking too much But I'll be back till Sunday I'll see you fucking Sunday I gotta fix it When we all alone All I wanna do is kiss ya When I'm getting home I don't know but I could text you When I'm in the street, look good Take a picture, take a picture, take a picture, take a picture Do you miss me? Say you gotta work today but go and get your money Pick me up and separate us if you're feeling lucky Bottle up my feelings so much One day you won't love me One day you might love me When I cut shots I can't say I'm all alone Catch a flight now I gotta go I just never wanna be alone I'm going on my own If you know that I gotta go You better follow me now I really like it with the morning These feelings got me talking too much And I'll be fit till Sunday I'll see you fucking Sunday I really like it with the morning These feelings got me talking too much And I'll be fit till Sunday I'll see you fucking Sunday