(Hook)

Grab a thot, bring her to Atlanta
Oh you bad? Heard you you's a dancer
Work it out, hands up on your handles
Throw that ass, show me how you practice
Show me how you dance baby
No hands, wanna see the way you dance baby (you so bad)
Show me how you dance baby
Turn the block, get your bag baby (oh man)

(Verse)

R.I.P. to them hoes that you kill everyday
We get to the bag, ain’t no way that we’ll wait
Our wrists gonna dance, V.V.S. look like flake
We’ll **** and we’ll jack if we don’t got a plate

Our broke turn to suicide
Too much cash got ‘em terrified
Lose your life in a terabyte
We gon dance cause we terrified

Shawty got that bounce
She gon bounce it cause she really gotta count
Her accountant gotta count
We gon count it cause that’s really what we bout

(Hook)

Grab a thot, bring her to Atlanta
Oh you bad? Heard you you's a dancer
Work it out, hands up on your handles
Throw that ass, show me how you practice
Show me how you dance baby
No hands, wanna see the way you dance baby (you so bad)
Show me how you dance baby
Turn the block, get your bag baby (oh man)

(Verse 2)

Yea you hot like a microwave
You the one that I really crave
5th and west for the ones that play
We finna check ‘em like it’s TSA
They ain’t finna test my baby
Unless they tryna get real crazy
Turn to shirts if they try to trick my baby
Peel your skull if you’re really tryna play dead