[Intro: Cascio & Gunna]
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, ohh
Clutch about to make another hit!

[Chorus: Cascio & Gunna]
Yeah, ay
I was in the love with the dancing (I was in love with it)
She was just searching for answers
Worried 'bout Louis Vuitton
And hittin' the spot and go and get pampered
Used to be sweet as a Fanta
It's startin' to feel like a cancer
Fuck it up, why you fuck it up?
And baby, I ain't ever lie (Yeah)
I keep it all the way a hundred (All the way a hundred)
I keep it all the way a hundred
Baby, I ain't ever lie
I keep it all the way a hundred
I keep it all the way a hundred, I keep it all the way a hundred

[Verse 1: Gunna]
Count up percent of the money
You was just all for the money
You need to start being honest (Honest)
N***as don't keep it one hundred (Keep it one hundred)
Sick of that fake actin' funny
[?] every Sunday
I eat it, she sweet like a sundae (A sundae)
She might get a ring from me one day (One day)
I came a long way from the Hyundai
Nowadays I'm in L.A. on Sunset (On Sunset)
My lil' bitch in New York got the basics (Basics)
And my Miami girl got some good head (Ooh)
Tell my homies pull up with the [?]
[?] and I know I ain't made it yet
I know me and Gunna go maniac
In the front, tryna see where Lil Baby at
How can I go for the scandal
I fell in love with her dancin'
She kissing me, calling me handsome
I might take a call for ransom
Got too many guys in Atlanta
That ice got me cold as a panda
Young Gunna, get friends like the Pastor
Young Gunna stay friends with the bastards
[Chorus: Cascio & Gunna]
I fell in the love with the dancing (I fell in love with the dancing)
She was just searching for answers
Worried 'bout Louis Vuitton
And hittin' the spot and go and get pampered
Used to be sweet as a Fanta (Ooh)
You startin' to feel like a cancer (Ooh)
Fuck it up, why you fuck it up?
Baby, I ain't ever lie (Ay)
I keep it all the way a thousand, I keep it all the way a thousand
Baby, I ain't ever lie, I keep it all the way a thousand, I keep it all the way a thousand, I keep it all the way a thousand

[Verse 2: Cascio]
You was just poppin' this shit, sayin' I ain't doing shit (Oh)
Don't make me screenshot this shit, you was just all on my dick (Oh)
Mad 'cause I ain't give you that, mad 'cause I ain't give you this (Oh)
Lucky I gave you a shot, lucky I gave you some dick (Oh)
I am just keepin' it real, that's just me keepin' it real (Oh)
They gotta stay on my toes 'cause you was just all on my hip (Oh)
Mad, ain't tryna get it, you just lookin' for a reason (Mmm)
Hit me if you need some pipe, I could use you for the evening (Hmm)
Baby, you know you a savage, but sorry, girl, I am a savage too
Girl, you not even the baddest, so why do you come with that attitude?
I had you covered in carats, bitch, you should show me some gratitude
Heard since you left you been scraggin', you just a bitch on the avenue
[Chorus: Cascio & Gunna]
I was in the love with the dancing (I was in love with the dancing)
She was just searching for answers (Was in love with it)
Worried 'bout Louis Vuitton (Was in love with it)
And hittin' the spot and go and get pampered
Used to be sweet as a Fanta
Now it be seemin' like cancer (Mmm)
Fuck it up, why you fuck it up?
Baby, I ain't ever lie
I keep it all the way a million (All the way a million) I keep it all the way a million (All the way a million)
Baby, I ain't ever lie, ay
I keep it all the way a trillion, I keep it all the way a trillion, I keep it all the way-
(All the way, all the way a million, all the way a million, all the way, yeah, all the way)

[Outro: Gunna]
Ohhh, all the way