This is a song about "Doing my dance"

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

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

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

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

So i can sell drugs,doing my deals

I am olubowale, the answer to this

These will be my diss be ready for doing a piss

Doing nothing but braggin saggin my pants spitting like a dragon

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Dumb girls doing it, and my shoe again,

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy