[Intro: Jean Deaux]
You don't have to feel bad for me
If you don’t decide to answer, babe
Away, give it all up to me
I know you like a dancer, babe

[Chorus: Jean Deaux]
Call me anytime you wanna get it
I could have it crackin' for you
I'ma call you up before this exit
Don’t let me catch you actin' brand new

[Post-Chorus: Jean Deaux]
You ain't gotta ask
'Cause you know I'm on the way
Got my hands behind my waist
Now my legs is givin' way
We gon' have to crash
If you keep tryna play
Just to put me on my ass
Just so you could get a taste

[Verse 1: Jean Deaux]
Now do you have the range? How I get it from high low
This chopper on ya head, then I'm leavin’ ya mind blown
Now he wanna ménage with him, me and my clone
Nickname is Lola, can we make it fly low?
Grip game a choker, now beat it, no FlyLo
I’ma lose my mind on it, can I take my time on it?
I'ma stop breathin’, he callin' me psycho
Now he fingerin' the key, pretty please maestro
Need a wheelchair when I leave, no need for light strokes
Pay all these bitches dust like they came from Cairo
His head spinnin', check the engine, let me ride slow
Don’t spit no game when I'm the cheat code, n***a
Just relax, I'ma calm you with a pre-roll
Don't act shy when you pull up on a freak **
He look alive 'tiI show him how I **** ***** ('Til I show him how)
Oye loca ven pa'ca
Now you scream out "Mami, don't stop"
Don't need a ring and I'm still the master
And he professor and I'm like Ms. Parker
I make it rain like he need a parka
And bus' and dip like I'm doin' drive by
[Chorus: Jean Deaux]
Call me anytime you wanna get it
I could have it crackin' for you
I'ma call you up before this exit
Don't let me catch you actin' brand new

[Post-Chorus: Jean Deaux]
You ain't gotta ask
'Cause you know I'm on the way
Got my hands behind my waist
Now my legs is givin' way
We gon' have to crash
If you keep tryna play
Just to put me on my ass
Just so you could get a taste

[Verse 2: Kehlani]
Pull up and eat it again, no Queen Key
Come home to me, let's fuck, no Queen B
I know you prefer when I am all me
But I made sure you could grip on my weave
Inches to my waist, tickle your face when I am grinding it
Cowgirl in reverse, make it a hearse, I'll ride or die on it
Take a minute, we could slow down, chop screw
Speed up, we could master it
It's your fuckin' world and I'm just out here gettin' smacked in it, ha
So just pull on up
Or I'ma call your bluff
If you ain't in no rush
Slide that thing up in my... huh
[Chorus: Jean Deaux]
Call me anytime you wanna get it
I could have it crackin' for you
I'ma call you up before this exit
Don't let me catch you actin' brand new

[Post-Chorus: Jean Deaux]
You ain't gotta ask
'Cause you know I'm on the way
Got my hands behind my waist
Now my legs is givin' way
We gon' have to crash
If you keep tryna play
Just to put me on my ass
Just so you could get a taste