Outside Lyrics – Bryson Tiller

[Verse 1: Bryson Tiller]
White nail polish, ten toes down, (Yeah)
Look back at it, shawty, don't look down
Tattoo peaking through the see-through
(Damn, yeah)
Body critical, ICU
I see you

[Chorus: Bryson Tiller]
Used to be in love
Now you're like, "Fuck Cupid"
Hate to be your ex
Know that nigga feel stupid
Thumbing through the 'Gram
Tryna figure out where you been
All he need to know is that you're outside
Watching real time while you're too live
Easily adjusted to your new life
Since you let loose, he been too tight
Tight

[Verse 2: Bryson Tiller]
No plans to unknown plans
You don't need a man, you got your own bands
No kid money, these grown bands
Had to wake 'em up, they sleeping
Pussy so good, gotta sleep in it
Arch your back and knees in
Bring 'em in

[Refrain: Bryson Tiller]
I never get enough, never get enough
I never get enough, never get enough

[Verse 3: Bryson Tiller]
Way too many fall in your direction
Choices like testing
But you're selective
Oh, oh-oh
Yeah, that ass too swole and I'm tryna grab that
(Tryna grab that)
If he get too close, tell that nigga, "Back, back"
(Tell him, "Back, back")
He been calling your phone
But you don't call back (Don't call back, ah-oh)
Let him know it's his fault and he need to fall back

[Chorus: Bryson Tiller]
Used to be in love
Now you're like, "Fuck Cupid"
Hate to be your ex
Know that nigga feel stupid
Thumbing through the 'Gram
Tryna figure out where you been
All he need to know is that you're outside
Watching real time while you're too live (Live)
Easily adjusted to your new life (Life)
Since you let loose, he been too tight
Tight (Tight)

[Verse 4: Bryson Tiller]
Know you came here alone
(Know you came here alone)
I wanna take her back home
(I wanna take her back home)
Wann show her something real for once (Hey, hey)
I'ma call you on the phone
(Call you on the phone)
And get you all alone
(I think it's better all alone)
All he need to know is you're outside now
Bring it back for me one time
(Bring it back and back and back, back, back, back)

[Refrain: Bryson Tiller]
I never get enough, never get enough
I never get enough, never get enough
(Bring it back and back and back, back, back, back)
I never get enough, never get enough
I never get enough, never get enough

[Outro: Bryson Tiller]
You used to be in love with him (Yeah, yeah)
Now you say you're done with him (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hate to be your ex, dumb nigga (Yeah)
Grown, baby, ain't no young nigga