OUTTA LINE (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)
(CashMoneyAP)
(Kio, Kio, Kio)
Fuckin' up my mind, babe
Your shit too fire, babe
Keep it real at all times, baby
And we can do it just fine, baby
I hope that I ain't outta line, baby
You know that pussy outta line, baby
We can go and sit on one of them islands, baby
That's how I'm comin', baby
You know you ain't by yourself, you wish you was by yourself by me
Baby, I'm horny, I can't help myself, you all I want around me
Everything about you, girl, it's 'bout me, yeah
How you 'posed be lit tryna be without me? (Without me)
If you ain't on all in it, be that bitch without me
Bitches ain't your friends, don't tell them bitches 'bout me, I'm sorry
And if it go that way, I'm still gon' chase these racks
And if you text my phone, I'm still gon' text you back, baby
I know you be guarded, but all that shit, whatever
Girl, you know regardless, it's been me and you forever
Baby, put it on me, I'ma put that shit together, ooh-woah
Fuckin' up my mind, babe
Your shit too fire, babe
Keep it real at all times, baby
And we can do it just fine, baby
I hope that I ain't outta line, baby
You know that pussy outta line, baby
We can go and sit on one of them islands, baby
That's how I'm comin', baby
You know that mouth out of line, babe
That throat gon' make me change my mind, babe
You intelligent and fine, babe
Let me put some on your wrist that's gon' shine, babe
Put you another plato
You bad as shit, I turn you up to the max though
Who you know do it like me? I'll wait
New Louis Vuittons, now you 'bout 5'8"
Balmain got you lookin' like a goddess
You got my head fucked up, baby, I'm astonished
Make love to you on a private island in Bahamas
Can't wait to dive in your water, lately, you been-
Fuckin' up my mind, babe (girl, you fuck it up)
Your shit too fire, babe (too fire)
Keep it real at all times, baby
And we can do it just fine, baby (do it just fine)
I hope that I ain't outta line, baby
You know that pussy outta line, baby (oh-ooh-woah)
We can go and sit on one of them islands, baby (ooh, yeah)
That's how I'm comin', baby
(Kio, Kio, Kio)
Fuckin' up my mind, babe
Your shit too fire, babe
Keep it real at all times, baby
And we can do it just fine, baby
I hope that I ain't outta line, baby
You know that pussy outta line, baby
We can go and sit on one of them islands, baby
That's how I'm comin', baby
You know you ain't by yourself, you wish you was by yourself by me
Baby, I'm horny, I can't help myself, you all I want around me
Everything about you, girl, it's 'bout me, yeah
How you 'posed be lit tryna be without me? (Without me)
If you ain't on all in it, be that bitch without me
Bitches ain't your friends, don't tell them bitches 'bout me, I'm sorry
And if it go that way, I'm still gon' chase these racks
And if you text my phone, I'm still gon' text you back, baby
I know you be guarded, but all that shit, whatever
Girl, you know regardless, it's been me and you forever
Baby, put it on me, I'ma put that shit together, ooh-woah
Fuckin' up my mind, babe
Your shit too fire, babe
Keep it real at all times, baby
And we can do it just fine, baby
I hope that I ain't outta line, baby
You know that pussy outta line, baby
We can go and sit on one of them islands, baby
That's how I'm comin', baby
You know that mouth out of line, babe
That throat gon' make me change my mind, babe
You intelligent and fine, babe
Let me put some on your wrist that's gon' shine, babe
Put you another plato
You bad as shit, I turn you up to the max though
Who you know do it like me? I'll wait
New Louis Vuittons, now you 'bout 5'8"
Balmain got you lookin' like a goddess
You got my head fucked up, baby, I'm astonished
Make love to you on a private island in Bahamas
Can't wait to dive in your water, lately, you been-
Fuckin' up my mind, babe (girl, you fuck it up)
Your shit too fire, babe (too fire)
Keep it real at all times, baby
And we can do it just fine, baby (do it just fine)
I hope that I ain't outta line, baby
You know that pussy outta line, baby (oh-ooh-woah)
We can go and sit on one of them islands, baby (ooh, yeah)
That's how I'm comin', baby
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Christian Jean Petit, Kiowa Roukema, Daniel Moras Raab, Brandon Rainey, Tyron Griffin
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