This is a song about "Doing my dance"

Bougie girl, grab my hand, fuck that bitch she don’t wanna dance

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

It's funny at a glance that you'll dance at my memorial.

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

With ya girl givein me the best lap dance on my right knee

Lowridin wit the pistol by my side..i stay holdin my hip nd yue know i dont dance.!

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

These will be my diss be ready for doing a piss

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

My hands dance to disrespect like happy feet

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Doing nothing but braggin saggin my pants spitting like a dragon

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Up on her. i was doing my thing i was getting this