Shake that booty cuz I said it and I meant it (uh)
New whip, windows tinted shit ain’t rented (uh)
I’ma hit it, run it back like I’m Emmet Smith
I can’t run, I smoke gas you can get a whiff
How I smoke and got asthma? I need to quit
She thirst trappin’ on the apps and I need a swig
Me and my niggas outside like we need a cig
Hips and ass all wide, her legs look like twigs (got damn)
You gotta crack a few eggs to like this
Can’t cook like this, Blew 100K on fish
And not to eat, just to watch them hoes swim around
Roll up a swisher sweet, told yo hoe to bend it down
Ain’t been in town since (shh..) It’s been a while
Flew out to Oakland for some head and some In & Out
Flew out to Oakland for some bread, I was in and out
I’m bullshittin’ this Gelato got me in the couch

If you scared, go to church
(If you scared take yo pussy ass to church, nigga)
Bounce that ass to the flo’ lemme see you put in work
(Bounce that ass to the Flo’ lemme see you put in work)
If she bad, then she can go
(Man, if she bad, I swear to God she can go. Put that on gang)
She independent but she still got need to see yo bank roll
(Where that money at, where that money at?)

Lemme see you bounce wit it
Bounce wit it, shake wit it
Now, shake wit it
Shake wit it, bounce wit it
Now, bounce wit it
Bounce wit it, shake wit it
Now, shake wit it
Shake wit it, bounce wit it (Ay)

Niggas out here stealing styles like they No-Face
Try me, ain’t got’ be no trial. Its a closed case
Last nigga that tried me, it was a closed-casket
“Hold up, ain’t you Anna Greene?” Nigga, who’s asking?
I’ont be dappin’ niggas up, cuz they anti-maskers
I’ont be giving handouts, cuz I’m anti-slacker
My mixtape caught on fire like its too much lacquer
I’m going hard, I deserve a trophy and a placard
She said that she was into polyamory, I macked her
Broke her off so hard, I think I got a hip fracture
“Ay, you be listening t-“ Lemme stop you, I’ont be hip to rappers
You ate my Popsicles, but got kicked out cuz you hid the wrappers
Nigga living’ lavish. Top floor, lampin’
I’ont do campin’, flew out to the Hamptons
Fucked her in a mansion
Don’t talk to me while I’m dancing
I took yo bitch like Ted Danson

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

If you scared, go to church
(If you scared take yo pussy ass to church, nigga)
Bounce that ass to the flo’ lemme see you put in work
(Bounce that ass to the Flo’ lemme see you put in work)
If she bad, then she can go
(Man, if she bad, I swear to God she can go. Put that on gang)
She independent but she still got need to see yo bank roll
(Where that money at, where that money at?)

Lemme see you bounce wit it
Bounce wit it, shake wit it
Now, shake wit it
Shake wit it, bounce wit it
Now, bounce wit it
Bounce wit it, shake wit it
Now, shake wit it
Shake wit it, bounce wit it (Ay)
Bounce wit it
Bounce wit it, shake wit it
Now, shake wit it
Shake wit it, bounce wit it
Now, bounce wit it
Bounce wit it, shake wit it
Now, shake wit it
Shake wit it, bounce wit it (Ay)