Letras
She heard that Book he him
Slide in your DM
My lil brother trim
Shoot above the rim
Whatever case we in
I'm going for the win
Race the hellcat sin
Make that fucka sing
You don't connect got ping
I want the real thing
Bust a move like Sting
You know that was just a fling
We got shots on shots
We got shots for thots
Pull up drop the top then my brother flock
You know how that be
You know how that go
You know Book a pro
Yea with that pole
She know how to work a pole
Drive and drop the score
Put that on my soul
When I'm on the road
Imma play my role
Twin don't leave his post
When we out don't post
Twin we up let's toast
You know him he do the most
Let's go coast to coast
Can't out coach the coach
Got bread but I won't boast
Got Rick pants on me
Play with Book see how it panned out
Drop a couple racks on you make a nigga stand over you
Imma fan the whole thing watch this shit clear out
Lot I want to see about
Do your show for a good amount
She heard that Book he him
Slide in your DM
My lil brother trim
Shoot above the rim
Whatever case we in
I'm going for the win
Race the hellcat sin
Make that fucka sing