Chorus (BurrBrady)

1 2 3 4 5 (1 2 3)
3 bad bitches to the left two to the right
Toot that ass up do your dance do it all night (all night)
I see you gotta man but we fucking outta spite


Verse 1 & 2 (BurrBrady & Jack Jack)

We fucking outta spite
I see her in the lights
I can see the way she ride
Oh ride, lets hide, away
From the sorrows, of yesterday, you got a problem, well come and say it
She gon do me dirty imma be her Mr.Clean
She got a big fat ass even when she in them jeans

Lets go rolling, shorty smoking big backs super potent
She gon fuck when she hears I'm important
Another drink when she hears that I’m going
Her heads over the toilet
Polka dot comme make her cum, comme des garçons
I know what she want
Tongue on her tongue
Fuck till the sun, sun, sun
Fuck till the sun up
Pre chorus x2 (BurrBrady)

I feel you, I need you
Only if its real I need you

Chorus (BurrBrady)

1 2 3 4 5 (1 2 3)
3 bad bitches to the left two to the right
Toot that ass up do your dance do it all night (all night)
I see you gotta man but we fucking outta spite

Verse 3 (Sandy)

She swallow my Sandys, shorty fuck drunk, sipping on my Brandy
Check my clothes thats branded
Bitch I dance using diamonds, toss your man can't find em
Super soaker girl like you going for a swim
Super pretty girl can I have you for a min?
Tryna run away, with you, with you
Tryna find a way, to you, to you
If you fuck me over baby I'm through
Don’t know what to do if I gotta deal with you
Triple S Balenciaga drip ric flair
Sipping Henny chase it back with Bel Air
She wanna ride, no care
14 carrot pendant on my neck she can wear
Pre chorus x2 (BurrBrady)

I feel you, I need you
Only if its real I need you