[Hook]
Get up out your seat
You can have my drink

Let me see you dance
Get up off your feet
You can be my freak

Let me see you jam
When the sun falls
Then the moon lights

Might be a hell of a night
Go, go, go, go?.
Get up out your seat

You can have my drink
Let me see you dance
Get up off your feet

You can be my freak
Let me see you jam
When the sun falls

Then the moon lights
Might be a hell of a night
Go, go, go, go?.

[Verse 1]
%#@!'s real and I just begun
So many ladies wanna share my tongue

Uh, man this life of mine
Me in the lead being pressed for time
See the bottom, gon' pop

Then my record gon' spin
Then them hoes gon' jock
Ain't no telling how my night might end

Night life in the bright lights
Uh, swagging hard in my Concords
You at the bottom, we the Top Dawgs

We get high as them elevators
Take a sip with me
Now move your hips with me

Now make it dip for me
Now will you ride for me?
Will you die for me?

WIll you jump off a cliff and hit the sky with me?
Uh, ménage á troìs, four !@%$, no bras and no flaws
You, me, and her ball with no drawers

Get high with a God I am no star
Feeling good, all this money on my bank card
10 grand in my pocket, ^!$$%, all ours

Porsche Panorama, uh, yeah, four doors
Pedal to the floor, ain't that what it's made for?
[Bridge]

I ain't running if the world stops
Said I ain't minding if the world stops
We been living up in Hell's shop

We been living up in Hell's shop
So I'ma live it to the top notch
I'ma live to the top notch

I ain't running if the world stops
Said I ain't minding if the world stops
We been living up in Hell's shop

We been living up in Hell's shop
So I'ma live it to the top notch
$#&@ with me

[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Uh, got the whole world tryna figure out Q

You can never find a ^!$$% do what I do
TDE, I'm the ^!$$% from the crew
Hit it one time, now she wants round two

Ghetto chick, but I love them bamboos
No lean, but I chopped and screwed
She ain't the groupie type but I had to

Champagne pop, I'm about that life
Molly gon' pop, I'm about that life
Backwood toke, I'm about that life

Living good, might not remember this night
World might end, so I'm living my life
$#&@ hanging out, I ain't tryna fly kites

Tryna go to Paris? ^!$$% hit me on the Skype
Tryna do a show? ^!$$% twenty for the hype
Uh, don't touch me, (*##$, I'm famous
Tryna ball, then bang your fingers?
Living large, I'm an entertainer

So cold but I come with flamers
First sex, she up in my closet
Whips drawers while I top the paws?
Girl let me see you stop and pause it
$#&@ around, might pay your mortage

[Bridge]
[Hook]