[Chorus: Sage the Gemini]
Slow down, grab the wall
Wiggle like you trying to make yo ass fall off
Hella thick I wanna smash 'em all
Now speed up
Gas pedal
Gas pedal
Gas pedal
Gas pedal
Gas pedal (You already know me, S-A-G-E)
Now speed up
Gas pedal
Gas pedal
Gas pedal
(Look, ah)

[Verse 1: Sage the Gemini]
You already know me, S-A-G-E
Look, ugh
Black money let them hoes say amen
I'm just trying to make it clear boy Ray-Bans
I'm a great man, woah say a friend
I play a hole every night, DJ Amen
Room full of boppers, tell them give me topper
Beat it, beat it up, 9-1-1, hit the coppers
I'm S-A-G-E you would like to know
Fee-fi-fo-fum largе meat in your throat
West-side baby do what you do
And you got tail, what that shit do?
It’s prеtty n***a mob, that’s the way that I grew
I be steppin' up in the club they make 'em drop to my shoe
And her dude mad cause I spooned, but I don't give a fork
Silverware a n***a out if he actin' a poor spork
You's a dork grab a girl and get a yank-in'
Got a booty like Hoopz I'm trying to make-it, woah
[Chorus: Sage the Gemini]
Slow down, grab the wall
Wiggle like you trying to make yo ass fall off
Hella thick I wanna smash 'em all
Now speed up
Gas pedal
Gas pedal
Gas pedal
Gas pedal
Gas pedal
Now speed up
Gas pedal
Gas pedal
Gas pedal

[Verse 2: IamSu]
She a trick for a dolla bill
And her boyfriend a bitch call him Tyler Perry
Eugh, I'm in the black bat lookin' scary
On my way to the cake no bake-ery
Oops, bakery, never been no fake in me
Lead her to the bathroom, she askin' where you takin' me
Uh, tell her slow down baby
I'm too turned up it's finna go down baby
When you hit the stage the people do a 180
When I hit the stage man the club oughta pay me
Uh, you n***as so fugazi
Uh, got a white bitch with me call that ho Slim Shady, uh
N***a 'su so crazy
Got two hoes with me make my old bitch hate me, uh
All about my payment
You say we getting money that's an understatement uh
[Interlude: Sage the Gemini, Sean Kingston & Chris Brown]
Slow down
Slow down
Slow down
Kingston
Breezy, right
Let 'em know
Hey

[Chorus 2: Chris Brown, Sean Kingston, Both]
He ain't fly enough (He ain't fly)
He don't even drive, no (He don't drive)
That's why you're calling my phone (My Phone)
And won't leave me alone (Yeah, yeah)
He ain't even fly though (He ain't fly)
You ain't gotta lie, no (Don't lie)
That's why you're calling my phone
And you're wanting me to get, get, get it
Beat, beat, beat it, beat, beat, beat it
You wanting me to beat, beat, beat it
Beat, beat, beat it, beat, beat, beat it
Not a problem, baby
Beat, beat, beat it, beat, beat, beat it
You wanting me to beat, beat (Say what?)
Beat, beat, beat it, beat, beat, beat it (Yeah, yeah)
Beat, beat (1, 2, 3, Go!)
[Verse 3: Sean Kingston & Chris Brown]
I've been out here looking for a girl like you
So already settled down and loyal to your dude
You-you-you-you got your eyes on me, and girl, he got his eyes on you
My eyes are on this money and it's nothing he can do (About it)

[Chorus 2: Chris Brown, Sean Kingston, Both]
He ain't fly enough (He ain't fly)
He don't even drive, no (He don't drive)
That's why you're calling my phone (My Phone)
And won't leave me alone (Yeah, yeah)
He ain't even fly though (He ain't fly)
You ain't gotta lie, no (Don't lie)
That's why you're calling my phone
And you're wanting me to get, get, get it
Beat, beat, beat it, beat, beat, beat it
You wanting me to beat, beat, beat it
Beat, beat, beat it, beat, beat, beat it
Not a problem, baby