[Intro: Amaarae & Kenzo Balla] Party, I really like your body (Grrah, grrah) I really wanna get naughty, I think you're such a hottie (Like, like) Slow dancing in the party (Everything dead) Oh yes, bring me the money (Everything dead) Book a flight to Miami (Like, what?) Baby, take me out the country (Like, what? Tim on the track) Ah [Chorus: Kenzo Balla] Let me know what the fuck you wan' do Get in that mood and I up it and boom, like Come and shake it, shake the room The Casa' and Patty got her actin' loose All niggas do is diss up in the booth Let me know when these niggas gon' shoot Just poured a four, fuck a dеuce Bro took the score, see thе proof, like [Verse 1: Kenzo Balla] Off the Perc' and the four and I'm laced it Disrespect, I'ma up it and bang it Totin' this knocker, still up on that gang shit Tryna catch me an opp, I been anxious Now I made it, all it took was patience All the guys with me, I ain't never changin' Niggas hatin' And I know they been plottin', so if they run up, i'ma flame 'em Fuck a deal, I'm a demon Off the Wocky, shit got me leanin' Keep a knock, it's that season Back out the chop, get to squeezin' On a drill, now I'm schemin' If I spot 'em, then I gotta leave 'em Told bro, "Grab the mop and get to cleanin' I'm tryna see a pussy nigga bleedin'" She actin' naughty, tryna party Baby girl, I can't cuff you, I'm sorry I can see you don't know what you started Lovin' on me 'cause baby, I'm heartless She a hottie on my body And she tryna act bad off the auxy She know I beat it up like I was Rocky Get on your knees and suck it, make it sloppy You tryna act for the app, but tell the whole 'Gram how I'm breaking your back Throw it back, she makin' it clap She told me she ain't never fuck wit' a Makk On the five, I'on fuck wit' no Hats I'm off a perc', I'm not tryna look back 5's on top, we just talk all the facts I ain't hiding, they know where I'm at, like To the left, to the right, she tryna fuck every night All up In her guts, she feeling nice Nigga got packed 'cause he was talkin' spice I'ma cop it, don't care 'bout the price We on top, I know them niggas tight Brodie got knocked for totin' on the pipe He was tryna crash a nigga flight Ten packs gone when I step in Amiri Nigga, none of my drip lookin' scary Don't gotta like me but you gotta hear me All that shit you sayin', it don't scare me Bendin' through the, shh, up on the daily Totin' on Katy, I ain't talkin' Perry I'm in love wit' the fifth like we married Kid for the love, I'm gonna have to carry Had this dirty chop up on my waist Spot me an opp, I'm knockin' off his face Smokin' on this Country, I be laced Hallows gon' take him out just like a date And she tryna fly up out of state She know I got bag, so she don't gotta wait Movin' tact', don't need another case Sippin' the wock, I put another eighth, like [Chorus: Kenzo Balla] Let me know what the fuck you wan' do Get in that mood and I up it and boom, like Come and shake it, shake the room The Casa' and Patty got her actin' loose All niggas do is diss up in the booth Let me know when these niggas gon' shoot Just poured a four, fuck a deuce Bro took the score, see the proof, like Ahh [Outro: Amaarae & Kenzo Balla] Party, I really like your body (Grrah) I really wanna get naughty (Grrah-grrah, boom) I think you're such a hottie (Every opp shot) Slow dancing in the party (Ahh) Oh yes, bring me the money (MB-MB) Book a flight to Miami (DOA) Baby, take me out the country (Like, what? Grrah) Why you wanna act like Leo? Like, you don't love me please, oh Like, you don't spend money, oh, like you don't eat my pussy To the left, to the right, to the front with it, go yeah, yeah, yeah I know that's right, If the money's goin' up, say yeah, yeah, yeah