You better pack my shit and,

You better pack my shit and feelings

Better pack my shit and feelings

You better pack my shit and,

You better pack my shit and feelings

Better pack my shit and feelings

You better my pack my shit and feelings yeah

Who the fuck you think your speaking with

You say you the type to overthink shit yeah

But you ain’t really think when you killed our fucking love

You better, get, get, get, get, get, get, get

And I just really hope you keep your messages

Cause I already know I won’t read them

Leave em on seen then, I wish I could un see them

Oh

I ain’t the mood

No,

I said ain’t in the mood

Not in the fucking mood

I just wanna cruise

oh,

But no not with you

So I had to lose

The part of myself that had to prove

That you were the one

But you not two

( She not even two)

So I parked the coupe

(the car)

Then I dropped the boo

(fuck her)

Now she inaudible

(what?)

Acting liking you is a sorry hoe

Well i’m sorry hoe

You can cry to yo mama hoe

I know she ain’t love you like I did tho

But I gots to go

Said I gots to

pack my shit and,

You better pack my shit and feelings

Better pack my shit and feelings

You better pack my shit and,

You better pack my shit and feelings

Better pack my shit and feelings

You better my pack my shit and feelings yeah

Who the fuck you think your speaking with

You say you the type to overthink shit yeah

But you ain’t really think when you killed our fucking love

You better, get, get, get, get, get, get, get

And I just really hope you keep your messages

Cause I already know I won’t read them

Leave em on seen then, I wish I could un see them

Oh