This is a song about "Street dance"

Bitch i'm all you need

Yea we hard on the street

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

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

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

Me and my peeps often meet

Including fox hill and 27th street

Save the last dance for you and me

Now i can draw your face up pretty

And me im trynna dance with one

Ross and folarin, couple women

Scream like nightmares from a street

From the back seat, back seat

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Really i was the one trying to dance