Text From Your Ex lyrics

[Tinashe:]

I got a text from your ex, boy

She said to look through your texts, boy

I'm not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling to

And now I'm looking for my next boy

See, I got a text from your ex-girl

And she was telling me where you were, last night

I was chilling on my own, thinking you're alone

You were having sex with your ex-girl

I got a

[Tinie Tempah & Tinashe:]

Yeah, one text from my ex

You know I always flex on my ex

You know I got a rep to protect

You know I never let it get to my head (I got a)

No, never gettin' vexed when you're wet

My DJ bring his decks on the jet

Came out when you put me on the sofa

I know you wanna get my respect (I got a)

I don't know why you moved to mess

Point you tryna prove again?

Ah, there you go, gettin' lose again, but ya

Try win, but you lose again, and ya (I got a)

Hanging 'round those bougie ants

Got girls, but you're usin' them

But you're gettin' high, gotta lose the chance

Gotta love you long time, but you was a ten

[Tinashe:]

I got a text from your ex, boy

She said to look through your texts, boy

I'm not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling to

And now I'm looking for my next boy

See, I got a text from your ex-girl

And she was telling me where you were, last night

I was chilling on my own, thinking you're alone

You were having sex with your ex-girl

I got a

[Tinie Tempah & Tinashe:]

Life ain't is what seems to be

Tryna work it out what it means to me

Nowadays everybody want a piece of me

Notorious, south, west and east, yo (I got a)

That's why I look to seas and the seeker reef

Used to check the Tinie man for the DVD

He and I reminisce sometimes

Peace in east, LA gettin' lean with Dee (I got a)

I don't why you moved to mess

Who you are, from who's your friends, I've got

Space for you, and two in the Benz

Ain't no night stand, if you do it again (I got a)

But now me in amnesia

Brandy or Moësha

After referendums

Yeah, I've still got that visa

I can't believe you've done this

I told you I take no shit

And you were supposed to love me

Then I got a text from your ex

All summer night, reachin' for nine

On stand by, three sixty five

You get high and you testify

Who's that girl? You let me lie

All summer night, reachin' for nine

On stand by, all at a time

You get high, and you testify

[Tinashe:]

I got a text from your ex, boy

She said to look through your texts, boy

I'm not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling to

And now I'm looking for my next boy

See, I got a text from your ex-girl

And she was telling me where you were, last night

I was chilling on my own, thinking you're alone

You were having sex with your ex-girl

I got a

[Tinie Tempah:]

All summer night, reaching for nine

All summer night, reaching for nine