Jazz Hands

Ya, aye, shoutout A-V for the beat

So, I may have been getting some neck

While I was recording this

Shawty gon' do what I say so

Feel like Call of Duty when I walk in with this Draco

All about the cheese, I need the guap, I need the queso

I get the yen, I get dollars, I get the money, get the payload

Hi, um, let me punch in like I'm 'bout to do some work

When they see I get the bands, I know that bitch about to twerk

I'm a asshole, bitch, I'm busy actin' like a jerk

If you talkin' to me wrong, I'll throw this drink up on your shirt, bitch

Aye, yo, wait, let me tag in Xanakin

Aye, mama, come and dance with your papi

Maserati goin' fast when she top me

Lick my cock clean from her mud like a Pokki

If the opp mean I'ma show 'em where the Glock be

Run her tracks out, that's a motherfuckin' detour

Break her back out, now I call that bitch Igor

Diamonds cashed out, so she blow my line C-4

Pull her pants down, so you know that I could see more

Me and Xankain be on some saber Gang shit

I don't speak your language, I heard that he a lame bitch

Oh, you had to pay rent, but that's the pocket-change bitch

Come on, gimme brain, bitch, I'm about to make it rain, bitch

Heavy metal like I'm workin' in the gym

Pockets biggest loser, and they never gettin' slim

Divin' in this beach, I think I'm 'bout to take a swim

I be shootin' shit, I swear it feel like open gym

Most these bitches really ridin' on my dick

But if they really wanna whip it, better make the stick shift

Got this fur coat from Cruella, and these trees up from the Grinch

And my pistol's a D'Amelio, it really with the Dix

Yeah, big bands on me, I ain't really got time for no bitch

I just spent a couple thousand, pack a punch on my wrist

And you **** like Corona 'cause you boys make me sick

And I hit him with a drum, this ain't no toy, this a stick

There's a whole DLC extended on my clip

PS5, but the P is extended on this hip

And your girl got her mind really wrapped round this dick

Man, her pussy like LimeWire seeds up in that bitch

She be wanting five guys, not the burger, not no bread

So, I'm dippin' like in five when you see her in your bed

Like there's Go-Gurt on her mind, but on her face it's spread

And you kiss her all the time, now you tasting what I left