Jay Allant - Twerk

Big bankroll gotta take it out
Know i been on the road
To a safer route
White bitch do coke ain’t letting down
Got 5 on his head I ain’t playing around
She gon shake that shit for the cash
Yea
Spin that shit for the bag yea
Pretty face hair done not trash
God damn that ass so fat
Nigga wanna play put his ass on his back
I don’t entertain I ain’t with the chit chat
I had 5 when I gave you my last
Pocket watch don’t touch my shit
Go to eye to eye still ain’t do shit
Ass up face down know I’m in that shit
Throw that money I get it On repeat
Hit it once now my phone is on ring ring
She know how to do her thing
Just twerk it
Like damn lil mama put work in
Shots fired keep lurkin
Yeaa
Niggas gon slide we murk them
Gon slide gon hurt them
Keep sipping on purple
High kite gon splurge them
Ride my wave you learning
Only cuz I earned it yea
Twerk twerk twerk that shit one time
10 bands in the club
Yea we litt
Red bone suck me up
Swallow my kids
Ex nigga mad cuz he can’t do shit
He can’t do what I do
Fuck your bitch off a perk
Yea ouu ouu
Hunnet round drum and I tell when to shoot
Off white kicks can’t follow my drip
Climb to the top little nigga you git
Big racks all on me still walk like a leak
Twerk just shake that shit
Hunnet dollars on the floor
She gon take that shit
Might just hit another leak
Fuck it
Might just hit it in the whip
Clutch it
(SKRRR)
Do things on her own
She don’t wanna hear nothing she too grown
Big mad cuz your bitch
Wanna listen to my songs
I know that your freaky when you done
Please come teach me
Louboutin tings
Shawty suck me up
Right under my sleep
Lou streams in the morning
Count up my 5
Big jet lag when I be in my high
Swipe cards not knowing
Ones to divide
Yea only way only way I can go up
They mad get them mad
I don’t give a fuck
Big bankroll gotta take it out
Know I been on the road
To a safer route
White bitch do coke ain’t letting down
Got 5 on his head I ain’t playing around
She gon shake that shit for the cash
Yea
Spin that shit for the bag yea
Pretty face hair done not trash
God damn that ass so fat
Nigga wanna play put his ass on his back
I don’t entertain I ain’t with the chit chat
I had 5 when I gave you my last
Pocket watch don’t touch my shit
Go to eye to eye still ain’t do shit
Ass up face down know I’m in that shit
Throw that money I get it On repeat
Hit it once now my phone is on ring ring
She know how to do her thing
Just twerk it
Like damn lil mama put work in
Shots fired keep lurkin
Yeaa
Niggas gon slide we murk them
Gon slide gon hurt them
Keep sipping on purple
High kite gon splurge them
Ride my wave you learning
Only cuz I earned it yea

Written by:
Jayson Rivas

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