This is a song about "Ask to dance"

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

You think i'm lying well why don't you ask the people at the last dance,

I'm the motherfucking direct devil so are u ready to dance,

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

My hands dance to disrespect like happy feet

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Am feelin sorry for you, cuz we about to dance.

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

When they show up at the door theyll dance to the hip hop

I'm 11,i love to dance and sing

About the way i'm feeling

I'd rather listen, he had to ask permission

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Your last wish, wanna dance?

But you don't have a chance