Outside

Don't usually see me, outside

Know you can get it any other night

Okay I get it, so baby let's go

I'm too excited for what you might show

Might have them niggas upset for the way you give distance

Whenever you're trying to glow

You get too wet in the moment

You'd probably make music too crazy, the way that you flow

I could have a bad chick, and a bad chick ready for the bad chick

But the fact is the love too tragic, women still come and go like traffic

Tryna build a life that skips that madness

It might start with you