This is a song about "Club dance"

My hands dance to disrespect like happy feet

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

I'm choosing to dance, but i can't dance like jason d

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

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

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

In the club i dont dance like diddy!

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Who's sneaking in the club?

Dance with the devil all glide, no pedal,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

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