This is a song about "Get freaky"

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

You could get diabetes, don’t get too long

Get loud/ get loud/ let me hear you get louder

Good love then i can do that for her

Wants you around trynna to get

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Can't get a even get slow.

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

We're freaky leeches, no sweet peaches or cream,

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

A caged, unleashed freaky beast, leftist like in pisa,

White and black bitch like she's a mothafucking zebra

Do you want some tunes i like it freaky

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

You'll get choked, so get stoked,

Is a space that now you hold