[Intro]
I got roses for you
(Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Look me in my eyes, love
The Rosette Nebula inside my eyes decorates you
I don't get it why you're upset
Yeah, I said it, I don't get it
Why you won't say it? Came a long way
Lemme know what you're on tell me what it is
Rose in your trunk you bought 96 (Hey)
Lemme know what you’re on tell me what it is (Yeah, yeah)
You could break it, break it down for me when you sip

[Pre-Chorus]
You ask me if I could stop falling back with the angst from our issues (Back it up)
Like I promised
But what you see is what you wanna see

[Chorus]
I'm like, what more can I say?
You're not getting me wrong, going sideways
Because we never had no nomadic romance like this
Take it slowly
Let it glide, Issa Rollie
(Let it glide)
You ain't never gonna know me
Why you actin' holy?
Little things that I don't need
You ain't even gotta tell me
I'm like, what more can I say?
You're not getting me wrong, going sideways (Sideways)
Because we never had no nomadic romance like this
Take it slowly
Let it glide, Issa Rollie
You ain't never gonna know me
Why you actin' holy?
Little things that I don't need
You ain't even gotta tell me
[Verse 2]
I've got no more words to say to you now
I feel inferior like dust
Let me wander around you for one more minute
I never tried to find you
Even though avoiding you is the best way to protect me
Is it the right time to wake up though?
This is all too confusing

[Pre-Chorus]
You ask me if I could stop falling back with the angst from our issues (Back it up)
Like I promised
But what you see is what you wanna see

[Chorus]
I'm like, what more can I say?
You're not getting me wrong, going sideways
Because we never had no nomadic romance like this
Take it slowly
Let it glide, Issa Rollie
(Let it glide)
You ain't never gonna know me
Why you actin' holy?
Little things that I don't need
You ain't even gotta tell me
I'm like, what more can I say?
You're not getting me wrong, going sideways (Sideways)
Because we never (Oh no) had no nomadic romance like this
Take it slowly
Let it glide, Issa Rollie
You ain't never gonna know me
Why you actin' holy?
Little things that I don't need
You ain't even gotta tell me
I’m like what more can I say?
You're not getting me wrong, going sideways
Because we never (Oh no) had no nomadic romance like this