(Hook)
Shawty clap that ass like some drum symbols (work)

Make that booty bounce like a basketball dribble(ball)

I need a whole L before I fuck with you(smoke)

And when I bust make it count like a fucking mathematician (lets go)

(Verse 1)
Welcome all to the party

Anticipate a nigga.

Shit I'm just getting started that other shit is garbage

Radio flyer, feeling all nostalgic

I been, getting high as fuck on auto pilot

Where you from, where you at, where you going?

Bottom to the top shit I already know it

Need a masseuse for all this ice on my neck

And a doctor for the wrist from the frost bite shit

Making waves, but I stay my own lane

This is just a different grade, what you smoking aint the same

Shit is lyrically insane, I switch it up it fry ya brain

Better get his ass an ambulance before he hit the pavement

Fucking these hoes like it's going out of style

Bitch we can get it in, go mild to wild

Aint gotta be no freak a leak to go to pound town

I joc when I lock teach you how it's going down

If it's just a little, make that ass wiggle

If its thick n juicy, make that ass jiggle

I go a long way 2 get you wet, what u expect

Bust it open for that double digit check

BITCH!

(Hook)
Shawty clap that ass like some drum symbols (work)

Make that booty bounce like a basketball dribble (ball)

I need a whole L before I fuck with you (smoke)

And when I bust make it count like a fucking mathematician (lets go)

(Verse 2)
Get in ya groove, fuck what they say

I'm in a mood, fuck out my face

I hope you know I got that dank

I'm trying smoke, I'm tryna drink

I came in this bitch with goals, need a trojan

You'll get stuck up like some fucking lederhosen

You know the name, do something strange for a piece of change

I'm dilated getting faded on my way to fame

I'm tryna be in outer space, jeff bassos equal

That album on the way, already working on the sequel

If you got a phat ass make it twerk bitch

Booty so big could shake the whole earth wit it

This just science I'm in the lab cooking up

Only ride in the flyest whips, genesis Dutch guts

I'm on my calm, i got my nerve

The crew amazing, we be blazin

The beat go knock then I you feel that bop

Reese keep the beat banging

Let's get it poppin, get the snappin

We bout that action, get it cracking

It aint no cappin,  out here trappin

I'm bout that money, love them hundreds

It's just bout facts, I'm bout my racks

I'm choppin it up, I'm gettin the bag

I'm catching a lick and making it fast

I'm fuck it so good, I make that shit last

Let's make a sex tape N keep it X-rated

You show all your friends, I fuck them hoes later

I pull up, they jealous as shit bitch so what

I'm getting money, bitch I'm getting rich

You can't get no flyer then this

I got that smoke, keep it lit

(Hook)
Shawty clap that ass like some drum symbols (work)

Make that booty bounce like a basketball dribble(ball)

I need a whole L before I fuck with you(smoke)

And when I bust make it count like a fucking mathematician