Discofeet
Ridin' round town with disco feet
Get up off my dick, just let me breathe
My tracks be bumpin' like they Beats
Shawties all up on me cause Vatra so elite
Cruisin' round the city, funky tops on
Get the crowd jumpin' like they popcorn
Cause I got the sauce, like I'm Papa John
Every track I make, they like "damn, this yo top song"
Ridin' round town with disco feet
Cause you know Yung Vatra got that fit that make her cheat
Pull up with that jewelry from Circle K got that green
Yeah, lookin' like some chains that come right off of Skateboard P
Bought a watch from the thrift market
Feel like Macklemore, 20 dollars in my pocket
You say that I'm fake, but I walk it like I talk it
Yeah, shawty too short for me, so I just call her hobbit
Your girl like me for my crocs, ey
Your girl like me for my tops, ey
She might not think of me off top
But I found a way like I am Drake and Josh, ey
I got the best of attires, ey
And I got rhymes that are fire, ey
Who says that I don't is a liar
Cause all my money got the stripes like a tiger, ey
Yeah, Vatra so important
Pull up in a whip from Walmart, get it roarin'
Yeah I got the heat, but my water be pourin'
Cause I'm woke on my beats, but your tracks, they be snorin'
Ridin' round town with disco feet
Get up off my dick, just let me breathe
My tracks be bumpin' like they Beats
Shawties all up on me cause Vatra so elite
Cruisin' round the city, funky tops on
Get the crowd jumpin' like they popcorn
Cause I got the sauce, like I'm Papa John
Every track I make, they like "damn, this yo top song"
Disco feet, disco feet, disco feet, yeah
Disco feet, disco feet, disco feet, yuh
Disco feet, disco feet, disco feet, aye
Disco feet, disco feet, disco feet, disco!
Ridin' round town with disco feet
Get up off my dick, just let me breathe
My tracks be bumpin' like they Beats
Shawties all up on me cause Vatra so elite
Cruisin' round the city, funky tops on
Get the crowd jumpin' like they popcorn
Cause I got the sauce, like I'm Papa John
Every track I make, they like "damn, this yo top song"
Disco feet, disco feet, disco feet, yeah
Disco feet, disco feet, disco feet, yuh
Disco feet, disco feet, disco feet, aye
Disco feet, disco feet, disco feet, disco!
(A, E, I, O, U, and sometimes Y, ey!)
Get up off my dick, just let me breathe
My tracks be bumpin' like they Beats
Shawties all up on me cause Vatra so elite
Cruisin' round the city, funky tops on
Get the crowd jumpin' like they popcorn
Cause I got the sauce, like I'm Papa John
Every track I make, they like "damn, this yo top song"
Ridin' round town with disco feet
Cause you know Yung Vatra got that fit that make her cheat
Pull up with that jewelry from Circle K got that green
Yeah, lookin' like some chains that come right off of Skateboard P
Bought a watch from the thrift market
Feel like Macklemore, 20 dollars in my pocket
You say that I'm fake, but I walk it like I talk it
Yeah, shawty too short for me, so I just call her hobbit
Your girl like me for my crocs, ey
Your girl like me for my tops, ey
She might not think of me off top
But I found a way like I am Drake and Josh, ey
I got the best of attires, ey
And I got rhymes that are fire, ey
Who says that I don't is a liar
Cause all my money got the stripes like a tiger, ey
Yeah, Vatra so important
Pull up in a whip from Walmart, get it roarin'
Yeah I got the heat, but my water be pourin'
Cause I'm woke on my beats, but your tracks, they be snorin'
Ridin' round town with disco feet
Get up off my dick, just let me breathe
My tracks be bumpin' like they Beats
Shawties all up on me cause Vatra so elite
Cruisin' round the city, funky tops on
Get the crowd jumpin' like they popcorn
Cause I got the sauce, like I'm Papa John
Every track I make, they like "damn, this yo top song"
Disco feet, disco feet, disco feet, yeah
Disco feet, disco feet, disco feet, yuh
Disco feet, disco feet, disco feet, aye
Disco feet, disco feet, disco feet, disco!
Ridin' round town with disco feet
Get up off my dick, just let me breathe
My tracks be bumpin' like they Beats
Shawties all up on me cause Vatra so elite
Cruisin' round the city, funky tops on
Get the crowd jumpin' like they popcorn
Cause I got the sauce, like I'm Papa John
Every track I make, they like "damn, this yo top song"
Disco feet, disco feet, disco feet, yeah
Disco feet, disco feet, disco feet, yuh
Disco feet, disco feet, disco feet, aye
Disco feet, disco feet, disco feet, disco!
(A, E, I, O, U, and sometimes Y, ey!)
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Writer(s): Aidan Pierce
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