Outro Songtext
von Temple
Outro Songtext
Yo girl
We goin out tonight
I don′t know
I'm not really feeling it
You′ve got to get over him girl
I know, I will
Y'all go on and enjoy y'all night
I got ice cream in the fridge
With my name all over
Alright, girl
Call us if you need anything
I will
Bye girls
Bye girl
I know they may mean well but
When they get crunk they like to kiss and tell
Yeah
Party at the hotel
I′m cool in the crib
Me and Bluebell
Yeah
Putting on a little weight
Least when I step out they can′t say I didn't ate
You that I just may
Put on something fly
Uh
Designer Nombres
I actually might pop out
Hop on I-4
Unless I find a better route
I′m actually tryna leave the state
Knowing I stay on they mind, like I'm a sulfate
Okay
Goin 40 in a 60
Uh
So, they can′t say that they miss me
Uh
Rev up
Fluctuating speeds, like I'm the economy
But like
I′m still in the house
Stain on my blouse
Feet up on the couch
Got the screen up and
I don't chase men
I make em speed up
The song ain't about you
I didn′t make the shoe size, and
I just might slide
Up with my side of fries
Cause I
Am the appetite
He thought he was the prize but
His prize was lies
Stares from the guys
Like girl leave his side
So I left with my
Whatever applies
And just like Sci-Fi
I′m taking new heights
Ain't talking bout flying kites
I′m talking bout charging my white
Uh
Tesla
Ain't bout to be messin with ya
Ain′t got time to be stuck with ya
Kerneled up with ya or
Locked up with ya
Like what
Why you did that?
Temple
Yeah
You could've did that
Right
Why you use that beat?
You could′ve brought that heat
Like what
Like this?
Didn't wanna be
Lit, Lit, Lit
I honestly coulda did a
Lil, Lil, Jig
I coulda did it
Big, Big, Big
Make it hype, but it is what it is
This is the outro
Yeah, and
This is how it go
Yeah
They said I had to do an outro
Yeah, and
That's just how it go
Mhhmmm like that
Yeah
I′m out
We goin out tonight
I don′t know
I'm not really feeling it
You′ve got to get over him girl
I know, I will
Y'all go on and enjoy y'all night
I got ice cream in the fridge
With my name all over
Alright, girl
Call us if you need anything
I will
Bye girls
Bye girl
I know they may mean well but
When they get crunk they like to kiss and tell
Yeah
Party at the hotel
I′m cool in the crib
Me and Bluebell
Yeah
Putting on a little weight
Least when I step out they can′t say I didn't ate
You that I just may
Put on something fly
Uh
Designer Nombres
I actually might pop out
Hop on I-4
Unless I find a better route
I′m actually tryna leave the state
Knowing I stay on they mind, like I'm a sulfate
Okay
Goin 40 in a 60
Uh
So, they can′t say that they miss me
Uh
Rev up
Fluctuating speeds, like I'm the economy
But like
I′m still in the house
Stain on my blouse
Feet up on the couch
Got the screen up and
I don't chase men
I make em speed up
The song ain't about you
I didn′t make the shoe size, and
I just might slide
Up with my side of fries
Cause I
Am the appetite
He thought he was the prize but
His prize was lies
Stares from the guys
Like girl leave his side
So I left with my
Whatever applies
And just like Sci-Fi
I′m taking new heights
Ain't talking bout flying kites
I′m talking bout charging my white
Uh
Tesla
Ain't bout to be messin with ya
Ain′t got time to be stuck with ya
Kerneled up with ya or
Locked up with ya
Like what
Why you did that?
Temple
Yeah
You could've did that
Right
Why you use that beat?
You could′ve brought that heat
Like what
Like this?
Didn't wanna be
Lit, Lit, Lit
I honestly coulda did a
Lil, Lil, Jig
I coulda did it
Big, Big, Big
Make it hype, but it is what it is
This is the outro
Yeah, and
This is how it go
Yeah
They said I had to do an outro
Yeah, and
That's just how it go
Mhhmmm like that
Yeah
I′m out
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