Still Beat

Na-na-na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na

A-B-C-D, E, F, G
Walk up in the club with no ID
Ay, now she notice me
We be in the back sittin' VIP
I said A-B-C-D, E, F, G
Walk up in the club with no ID
Ay, now your girl with me
Just for a minute, don't care, still beat

Sauce on me I'm the sketty man (sketty man)
She want this bone and this skeleton (skeleton)
Hangin' from my dick like she Tarzan
Gorilla grip, got the clamps, Dennis Rodman yuh
Sauce on me, sauce leaking out the faucet
Bitch so bad she gon' make you deposit
Hot shit bitch, it's outta pocket
On my dick, twist it, turnin' like a bop It
Tyrone and I'm back on my bullshit
In the dark, shades on, Kirk Hinrich
Yuh, she wanna be my bitch
So I took her to the backroom and beat it in a Heimlich
Oh shit, she kinda thick
She got a man but she diggin' my fit
I got some manners I can't double dip
She gave me brain, that's a Linus Tech Tip

A-B-C-D, E, F, G
Walk up in the club with no ID
Ay, now she notice me
We be in the back sittin' VIP
I said A-B-C-D, E, F, G
Walk up in the club with no ID
Ay, now your girl with me
Just for a minute, don't care, still beat

It be gettin' heated man, we call that shit Tabasco
Shittin' on them haters, I don't tolerate the lactose (woo)
Shoot 'em from deep like I'm Jimmer (swish)
Hop in the whip it's a Bimmer (skrt)
Drivin' through bitch so you best yield
Mome Boys makin hits like it's Sheffield
Tryna focus on shit like this Ford
Got your girl suckin' dick on Discord (hello?)
Call me a crayon
'Cause I'm tryna get in her box
Call me a crayon
'Cause I'm tryna get in her box

Girl when I see you I'm pissed
Germ-x on deck with a flick of the wrist
Gotta cleanse, got a hazmat, I don't care your ass fat
Not gonna tap that, nuff with the chitchat
Ridin in the coupe with the boys and the crew
Cop on her ass, license gotta renew
Mask off, Crispy slidin racks at the drop off
Don't cough, 'bout to make my balls blue, dick soft

A-B-C-D, E, F, G
Walk up in the club with no ID
Ay, now she notice me
We be in the back sittin' VIP
I said A-B-C-D, E, F, G
Walk up in the club with no ID
Ay, now your girl with me
Just for a minute, don't care, still beat

So prehistoric like an emu, what's new?
I ain't fly as shit, I got bird flu
Like the Grinch
Looking all high as shit, we don't fuck with you, like spinach
Unlike a bad sun, I do it nightly
Don't understand the hype unless it's Keira Knightley
Please come find me, then bite me
Miss ma'am, please understand

Call me a crayon
'Cause I'm tryna get in her box
Call me a crayon
'Cause I'm tryna get in her box



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Writer(s): Mome Boys
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