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Let's get it, let's go
I set the tone when I'm back in that mode
Send her lo, buzz the gate for the code
I'll hold you down long as you never fold
Five star chick, not a regular hoe
Strike me a pose, I might put you in vogue
Caramel tone, white toes, oh-oh
Bad lil' vibe, tryna snatch my soul
I'm in your city, tell me what we doin
I bring the crew in, that's the party ruined
You can tell the boy out the hood, not the hood out the boy
I'm steppin' on shit, I ain't suing
She said, boy, I ain't seen you all summer
It feel like you've been runnin' from me
Last time, hit a day party
Ten goons out, could've been a casualty
Yeah, who's that one in the cut with the pixie cut
I've been cutting it up
I put a T on the whip like Elon Musk
That's a ten out of ten in the truck
She want that Kelly, Kelly, she ain't rollin
In my hood, they treatin' me like I'm chosen
Hustlin' like I got a point to prove
As long as they print it, I can never snooze
Pourin' maka and I'm rollin' biscotti
That shit don't play with my mood
By the end of the night, I still play with your pussy
And you ain't gon' use no lube
Geekin' in this party
Tryna find somebody
You might be somebody for me
I might take you home tonight
Huh, let's get it, let's go
I set the tone when I'm back in that mode
Send her the lo, buzz the gate for the code
I'll hold you down long as you never fold
Five-star chick, not a regular hoe
Strike me a pose, I might put you in vogue
Caramel tone, white toes, oh-oh
Bad lil' vibe, tryna snatch my soul
I do what I want, niggas do what they can
Let's go Cancun now
Don't spin the block when this shit get to workin
My back account need a B on it
Way before I buy a bitch any buckin
Phone lock twerkin, I'm goin' berserk and
I'm tryna be the bestest version of me
Geekin' in this party
Tryna find somebody
You might be somebody for me
Geekin' in this party
Tryna find somebody