This is a song about "Twerk it"

Hypetrack that and send it, nigga it's a sack shit

Y'all could never admit it, forget it, spit it, i writ it,

Yes we bout it bout it/

In the midst of a fire pit

Put in work, let me see ya twerk (i bang her)

Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever

Stop it, drop it, because i shot it.

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

You gone make me flip then split your shit

Hear it, endear it, believe it.

Please... twerk twerk, let that ass work,

The concept is so absurd

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

My bitches had a bad day twerk it up