BOW

-Where your gun?

-I'm straight, ain't nobody gonna touch me out here, baby. Come on, I'm a boss!

Still what up?

Ay, ay, ay, blow the roof off this bitch.

Ay, I'm on ten, don't need no Perc to get me lit. That ass is bustin' out them jeans, this bitch is thick.

That booty bouncin', look back at me when I hit. Ay, I'm locked in, I put you in my top ten.

So when you need some dick, I pull up on you, drop in.

I don't need to trust no nigga, I'm engaged with all my kin.

If you say we locked in, then you call yourself twin. If you my real friend, then give me a dollar.

You know I got you if you need it, give me a holler. I put it on, I mix the Louis with the Prada.

I got these bitches goin' crazy, all that yaya on my mind.

Ay, bend it over , run it up.

Bust it down , fuck it up. It's something icy on my neck that's goin' cray.

I got Becky on me now, let 'em play.

Ay, bend it over , run it up.

Bust it down , fuck it up. It's something icy on my neck that's goin' cray.

I got Becky on me now, let 'em play.

Ay, ay, ay, I be in my bag, yeah, I'm in my bag, yeah. I sign my autograph, yeah, on your ass, yeah.

Now put your hands on your knees, bitch, work for me. I wanna see you put your tongue out and twerk for me.

Lil Baby lookin' like she like me or somethin'.

But these niggas lookin' like they wanna fight me or somethin'.

Okay, yeah, I see 'em lookin', but they know not to play with me. Ay, I got a special guest performance, I got Drake with me.

Bow, nigga, wrap it up. Bow, nigga, clap it up. Turn a nigga to a opp pack.

Bow, nigga, bag it up.

Ay, Lil Baby nasty and I love the way she back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up.

Ay, bend it over , run it up.

Bust it down , fuck it up. It's something icy on my neck that's goin' cray.

I got Becky on me now, let 'em play.

Ay, bend it over , run it up.

Bust it down , fuck it up. It's something icy on my neck that's goin' cray.

I got Becky on me now, let 'em play.

Ay, ay, ay!