[Intro]
(Ayo Pitt we got one)
(Call Pitt if you need a hit)

[Chorus: Lil Mosey]
Hit that, uh (Hit that, yeah), love how you move your body
Big racks, uh, bringing the drip to the party (Drip)
We skrrt-skrrt off (Skrrt-skrrt), pull up in a Lamb or 'Rari (Pull up)
The hoes on us (Hoes), can't even walk through the hallway (Lil' b-)
Hit that, uh (Hit that, yeah), love how you move your body
Big racks, uh, bringing the drip to the party (Drip)
We skrrt-skrrt off (Skrrt-skrrt), pull up in a Lamb or 'Rari (Pull up)
The hoes on us (Hoes), can't even walk through the hallway (Lil' b-)

[Verse 1: Jae Lynx]
I know what you like, TSA steppers got too much ice
And she wants it tonight, get on her knees, she blessing me right
I done ran up my bag, doubled the price
Took so long just to live this life
Hop on the jet, I go back to East side
Covered in glitter like all the time
I told my twizzy "I never tell"
I fuck that thot, I won't ever sell
As long as you try, you will never fail
I came from the block, now I'm living well
I'm at the tippity top
They know damn well I'm making it hot
They love to pocket watch
Tell my six speeder "I won't ever stop"
Girl if you want to fuck then just say that
Ain't no groupies around me, we don't play that
I took your bitch I'ma slay that
Counting bread in the back of the Maybach
Come to the game watch me ball out
I'm smoking gas and its so loud
Catch me putting on drip just to go out
Can't wait 'til all my shows are sold out
[Chorus: Lil Mosey]
Hit that, uh (Hit that, yeah), love how you move your body
Big racks, uh, bringing the drip to the party (Drip)
We skrrt-skrrt off (Skrrt-skrrt), pull up in a Lamb or 'Rari (Pull up)
The hoes on us (Hoes), can't even walk through the hallway (Lil' b-)
Hit that, uh (Hit that, yeah), love how you move your body
Big racks, uh, bringing the drip to the party (Drip)
We skrrt-skrrt off (Skrrt-skrrt), pull up in a Lamb or 'Rari (Pull up)
The hoes on us (Hoes), can't even walk through the hallway (Lil' b-)

[Verse 2: Lil Mosey]
She look bad, she wanna fuck for a bag
I'm bringing lit bitches back, she said she from Paris
She move to LA just to chase on them riggity racks
I'm with [?] pop some tags
They saying we living too fast
I'm chasing this green and I like getting litty
I left my broke self in the past
Fuck it go run it up, fuck it I ran it up
Made me a mill in a month
My jeans is doubled up, pour me a double cup
I wanna sit by the sun, I'm letting you catch up
Letting you catch up, n***as ain't did what I done
Sliding so fast in a V8, two twelve, I don't wanna see no one
Wherever I go, you know the bro come with me
I just pulled off in a foreign through the city
Gas for sale, better shop with me
I just took a shot and I think that shit healed me
[Chorus: Lil Mosey]
Hit that, uh (Hit that, yeah), love how you move your body
Big racks, uh, bringing the drip to the party (Drip)
We skrrt-skrrt off (Skrrt-skrrt), pull up in a Lamb or 'Rari (Pull up)
The hoes on us (Hoes), can't even walk through the hallway (Lil' b-)
Hit that, uh (Hit that, yeah), love how you move your body
Big racks, uh, bringing the drip to the party (Drip)
We skrrt-skrrt off (Skrrt-skrrt), pull up in a Lamb or 'Rari (Pull up)
The hoes on us (Hoes), can't even walk through the hallway (Lil' b-)