Take me by the tongue and I'll know you Kiss me till you're drunk and I'll show you
All the moves like Jagger I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, uh, uh, uh, nigga
C'mon
Yeah
Uh, uh
Okay, Bet, let's go spin
If we don't get so-and-so, we just gon' sleep it off, hop in the car and go do it again
I love to go run up some money a fanny pack full of these hunnids to cover the gen
Why nigga say he a fox if he never outside, we gon' pull up and shoot up the den
Hittin' this hoe last week made me realize I shoulda left and just hit up the friend
Brudda say never stop shootin' that Glock, he need to get popped like a big-ass ten
I went on two different drills in like 24 hours, I switched up the fit like Ben
Freaky lil' bitch tryna eat it up, she do it sloppy, she got more neck than a hen
Opps gettin' marked up, not with a pen, ugh
I can walk in they spot with no Glock in my pocket and still make it out untouched
Know if they do, I'ma dip like James on the rocks and up like Dame on the Bucks
Ooh, she need a pull-up, she just got her body done slim' ass waist with a big-ass butt
Just like a D-end if i see a sack, I'ma get it, can't wait till they snap on the hut
We gettin' money, don't care about a bitch, if I need me a nut, I'ma go to the store
Might as well put me in' back of that firo pizza, been runnin' up cheddar and dough
He get a stick and start shootin' like Trevor Ariza, he ain't hitting' shit but the pole
Know I can hit up the plug and whenever I need it, he pull up, providing some more
Okay, Bet, let's go spin it, if we don't get so-and-so, we just gon' sleep it off, hop in the car and go do it again
I love to go run up some money a fanny pack full of these hunnids to cover with the gen
Why nigga say he a fox if he never outside, we gon' pull up and shoot up the den
Hittin' this hoe last week made me realize I should've left and just hit up the friend
I'ma double whatever he send
It's a nigga that said he been wanting you dead know I'm claimin' whatever he spend
Know I done been in some shit that'll leave you in shock, turn lil' ass boys into men
I love when the opps post shit on their story, I'm pullin' up when they attend
Okay, Glocks, Chops, Mopsticks I got a Draco that come with a beam and a mag
I know it's niggas in one of my circles that just need a profit to give you a tag
Why get a key to the house if you not gon' lock it? I walked in, ran up a bag
Brudda got mad I was f*ckin' his hoe, nigga, you should've knew not to give what you had
Okay, bet, let's go spin, if we don't get so-and-so, we just gon' sleep it off, hop in the car and go do it again
I love to go run up some money a fanny pack full of these hunnids to cover with the gen
Why nigga say he a fox if he never outside, we gon' pull up and shoot up the den
Hittin' this hoe last week made me realize I should've left and just hit up the friend
Brudda say never stop shootin' that Glock, he need to get popped like a big-ass ten
I went on two different drills in like 24 hours, I switched up the fit like Ben
Freaky lil' bitch tryna eat it up, she do it sloppy, she got mo' neck than a hen
Opps getting marked up, not with a pen, ewuh