Walking down the street with my two left feet
I don't know how to dance, I just stomp to the beat
Bunch of pretty girls out that I can meet
Hope they want to join in we can stomp to the beat
Yeah
Said I don't know how to dance but
I could write a smooth line
Make them pants strut
Pass the time to a dime taking shortcuts
Green room half time keep the door shut
Crossing lines much
Baby said you could look but you can't touch
But I'm trynna get behind all in your goods and stuff
Outta line I'm a little bit much
Just tryna catch a vibe, catch a wave
Hush hush
Tryna holla make ya face blush
So soft to the touch
Baby shopping at lush
Blue bills stacked up Botega on the clutch
Green packed in the wood can't fuck with a dutch
Girl you know what's up
That's why you up in the truck why you tryna front
To the sky we up
Go head and light it up
12 Hide the blunt
Walking down the street with my two left feet
I don't know how to dance, I just stomp to the beat
Bunch of pretty girls out that I can meet
Hope they want to join in we can stomp to the beat