T-Shyne & Young Stoner Life – Log Out Lyrics

Log Out Lyrics by T-Shyne & Young Stoner Life (feat. 6LACK & Swae Lee)
 

Ooh-ooh

Gotta blast, I’ma see ya
Got the bags for the re-up
Goin’ M.I.A
Shawty bad, mama mia
She can grab on the, uh
She can grab the tequila
Got a swag off the meter
Couple spots like a cheetah

Yeah, speedin’ in the whip, just left from the car lot
I don’t never see the bench, all a n**** do is ball out
Shoppin’ online all day ’cause she can’t even log out
Shit had to be done if we, have a fall out

Me and my girl can’t fall out (Fall out)
Told her, “We can go and buy the mall out” (Mall)
I’m a real n****, not the type to call out (Real)
Yeah, I’m turnt, I am never gon’ calm down (No)
She be ridin’ like a seesaw (Seesaw)
Turned her neck to a freezer (Freezer)
She be drippin’ in Dior (Dior)
Told my girl I’ll never leave her
Don’t even talk to me (Don’t talk)
She wan’ fuck ’cause she heard of me (Heard)
Sex talk like the birds and bees
Said she just want a turn with me (With me)
Shawty is a healer (Healer)
Freak bitch like Tila Tequila (Ayy)
Take a trip to Costa Rica
Shawty wanna come live in a villa (Villa)
I got stripes like a zebra (Stripes)
Goin’ big like The Beatles
I’m a don like Cheadle (Cheadle)
Stunt like I’m Evel Knievel
Shawty got a stomach all flat (Flat), like a screen, yeah
I remember livin’ in the trap (Trap), with the team

Gotta blast, I’ma see ya (See ya)
Got the bags for the re-up (Bag for the re-up)
Goin’ M.I.A
Shawty bad, mama mia
She can grab on the—, hey
She can grab the tequila (Ayy)
Got a swag off the meter
Couple spots like a cheetah

Ooh-ooh, oh
Ooh-ooh, oh
Ooh-ooh (Fall out, ayy, ayy)
Ooh-ooh (Fall out, yeah)

Log in or log out, you know I’ma ball out
We might just fall out if I bring my car out
I go outside, they say, “Who brought a star out?”
Know that I’m magical, verses are voilà
Me and my baby’ll be in the 6
Pump fake on groupies, I need an assist
Log out, roll like a car when it stall out
Don’t spend too much tryna even the odd out
She like the way that I ate, woah
I like the way that she wait, woah
Pardon my French, she relate
She with the band like a bank, woah
You wanna slide? We can skate, woah
She did not know I’m a skate bro
My shawty badder than J-Lo
We in Tulum with them pesos

Ooh-ooh (Yeah)
Ooh-ooh (Oh, oh)

Gotta blast, I’ma see ya (See ya)
Got the bags for the re-up (Ayy)
Goin’ M.I.A (Yeah)
Shawty bad, mama mia (Yeah)
She can grab on the—, ayy
She can grab the tequila
Got a swag off the meter (Meter)
Couple spots like a cheetah (Cheetah)

Yeah, speedin’ in the whip, just left from the car lot (Car lot, car lot)
I don’t never see the bench, all a n**** do is ball out (Ball out, ball out)
Shoppin’ online all day ’cause she can’t even log out (Log out, log out)
Shit had to be done if we, have a fall out (Fall out)


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