Lyrics

Yeah
Wo-oh, stepped out with it, stepped out with it, stepped out with it (yeah)
I don't know how I got this high
You could see it in my eyes
Damn near in the sky
Lil **** throwing shade at the boy
Like I'ma go catch
I don't even know why (woah)
And they might be mad
That I'm riding in this whip with a chick
She a bad little vibe
Young **** in the game
With a name, what a shame
Y'all **** just look from the side
What can I say, I'm a hell of a guy, shit
Too sick, that's a hell of a virus
Big buzz, that's a hell of a vibe
Give you my time
That's a hell of a buy shit
I'm in the club and it look like a mosh pit
Young **** always up on the fly shit
Sell game, **** oughta come buy shit
Get rich, boy go make a profit
Stepped out with the polo on
I smell like Fendi and some weed cologne, ooh
Come out, you should tag along
Tell her come through, leave her man at home, yuh
Stepped out with the polo on
I smell like Fendi and some weed cologne, shit
Come out, you should tag along
Tell her come through, leave her man at home, yuh
Hope you sliding my way
Baby we can migrate
You can swing them hips too
Let me see them gyrate
Won't you bring it my way
Baby we can migrate
You can swing them hips too
Let me see them vibrate
Ay, look
Shit, I don't even know where I'm at
I just know I'm tryna put the city on the map
Spent a minute with the boy
Damn near fell in love
She say, she ain't wanna go back (she ain't wanna go back)
She said a lot of **** ain't real
I said I know
Girl a lot of **** cap
A lot of **** don't mean what they say
A lot of **** ain't a hunnid
A lot **** just rap, one of a kind
Shit baby I'm different, walk what I talk
I could show you the difference
Real life boss shit, real life getting it
What they wanna know
It ain't none of they business
Shine so hard prolly fuck up they vision
Ride with the boy I can change how you living
No bullshit
This no Scott Pippen
Recognize what it is
Come get this izm, ooh
Stepped out with the polo on
I smell like Fendi and some weed cologne, ooh (stepped out)
Come out you should tag along
Tell her come through leave her man at home, yah (come through)
Stepped out with the polo on
I smell like Fendi and some weed cologne, shit
Come out you should tag along
Tell her come through, leave her man at home, yah
Hope you sliding my way
Baby we can migrate
You can swing them hips too
Let me see them gyrate
Won't you bring it my way
Baby we can migrate
You can swing them hips too
Let me see them vibrate
That polo fendi is the move
And sometimes it gets hard to choose
That polo fendi is the move
And sometimes it gets hard to choose
(Stepped out with the polo on) Choose
(I smell like Fendi and some weed cologne, ooh) Choose
(Come out you should tag along), and sometimes it gets hard to choose
(Stepped out with the polo on) Choose
(I smell like Fendi and some weed cologne, ooh) Choose
(Come out you should tag along), and sometimes it gets hard to choose
Written by: Samuel Owens, Sang Yun An, Scion Rae, Scion Rae C Wellington
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