This is a song about "Twerk it"

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

I work at, i work fast, you twerk bad, hurt that ass

Yes we bout it bout it/

You ain't gon find that

But she try to twerk like miley cyrus,

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

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

Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit

Im in it to win it. i did it. i killed it.

Yes we bout it bout it/

I'm on my own shit

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

And made twerk like miley and give my ass a good kiss

Shes called the twerk queen, when her ass is flatter than someone turnin thirteen,

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream