[Intro]
(Run-It-Up)

[Chorus: Moone Walker]
She got a little bit of stomach, but that's okay, uh
She gon' let a real n***a eat her
I appreciate a woman with a whole lotta cake, uh
Baby, that's a whole lotta shape
If I die, then I die, baby, ride my face, uh
I'ma wrap my arm around your waist
And hold on real tight while you do it
Twerk like Lizzo when you ride to the music
She got a little bit of stomach, but that's okay, uh
She gon' let a real n***a eat her
I appreciate a woman with a whole lotta cake, uh
Baby, that's a whole lotta shape
If I die, then I die, baby, ride my facе, uh
I'ma wrap my arm around your waist
And hold on real tight while you do it
Twerk likе Lizzo when you ride to the music

[Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
Please stand flat-footed, put your hands on your knees
Arch in your back, left hand your oblique
Make a fist with your pussy, yes, ma'am, make it squeeze
In the mirror, make you feel it in your kidney
Slow motion when you push back on it, I command you to breathe
Stand at attention, you salute, then at ease
Hmm, I'm the truth, you agree
I'm a god in the streets, I'm a don, I'm a king
This conversation stay between you and me
Any sexual injustice you make, I'm respondin' (For real)
You sexy, that pressure, can't wait to apply it
You really wan' ride, still afraid to acknowledge
While liftin' that weight, I was thinkin' about you
You look in my eyes while you sit up on top
Put your hands on my chest while you ridin', you rockin'
I grip on your body, you come on and pop it, yeah
[Chorus: Moone Walker]
She got a little bit of stomach, but that's okay, uh
She gon' let a real n***a eat her
I appreciate a woman with a whole lotta cake, uh
Baby, that's a whole lotta shape
If I die, then I die, baby, ride my face, uh
I'ma wrap my arm around your waist
And hold on real tight while you do it
Twerk like Lizzo when you ride to the music

[Verse 2: Moone Walker]
Hmm, I'ma spread your whole booty while I eat it from the back, hmm
Need a whole meal, not snacks
I'm a nasty-ass n***a outta Dade, that's facts, hmm
I'ma lick your whole damn crack
While a n***a eat the pussy, girl, slob on a n***a, hmm
Climb on top of a n***a
Now I got you bent over like hike, hmm
Now you wanna ride a n***a like a bike
You know what I like, hmm
And you ain't gotta do too much and that ass gon' move
And I don't give a fuck about a roll or a stretch mark
I knew that they was there before I came in this room
And I don't give a fuck about a little bit of stomach, girl, we call that a fupa
Like you skinny, I'ma lay your ass down with your legs on my shoulder, eat the pussy like chalupa
Never too much, got me singin' like Luther
[Chorus: Moone Walker]
She got a little bit of stomach, but that's okay, uh
She gon' let a real n***a eat her
I appreciate a woman with a whole lotta cake, uh
Baby, that's a whole lotta shape
If I die, then I die, baby, ride my face, uh
I'ma wrap my arm around your waist
And hold on real tight while you do it
Twerk like Lizzo when you ride to the music, hmm

[Outro: Kevin Gates & Moone Walker]
Stand flat-footed, put your hands on your knees
You know what I like
Arch in your back, left hand your oblique
You know what I like
But I don't really care about a little bit of stomach, girl, we call that a fupa
Stand at attention, you salute, then at ease
Hmm, I'm the truth, you agree
Know what I like
Good sex, girl, you make me go dumb, mm-mm
Good sex, girl, you better not run, mm-mm
'Cause I like a lotta food on my plate