Here to Dance
I could book your flight (I could, book yo', baby, yeah)
I could book your flight
All I need is your first and your last
Pack three days in that big Telfar bag
Meet you where you stayin'
You don't got no plans, you just wanna dance
Don't mind me, just a fan
I could watch you vibe, yeah
Mind yo' business vibes
Dijah, light a blunt
Smoke me out my mind, yeah
I'm on that type of time, yeah, I don't waste my breath, no
I won't waste your time, no
I'ma just move
On my Kid Cudi, gettin' lost in the move
House big, trippin', now a nigga tryna play it off, yeah
Walk away clean, what's a player gon' do?
I know you just here to dance (I know you just here to dance)
I know you just here to dance (you just here to dance)
So let's forget about the world (let's forget about the world, mama)
Let's forget about the man (hell yeah)
Shit be gettin' on my nerves (shit be gettin' on my nerves)
I'm just doin' what I can (what I can)
But you ain't tryna hear a word (you ain't tryna hear a word, dawg)
I bet you just here to dance
Let me show y'all how the vibe goes
It goes like, being out summertime in some fly clothes
The hoes, like "Oh my God, swear I seen you before"
Girl, I'm wifed up, you gon' have to leave me alone
Doors open for me 'cause I put the keys in the door
So now I'm doin' pretty good as far as geniuses go
Everybody know me, they been peepin' the flow
I ain't do this rap shit just to see how it goes
But I did plant a seed, just to see if it grows
Now I'm swingin' off the trees without needin' a rope
Blood on the leaves, your trees were bearing strange fruit
They were the ancestors, I praise and pay dues
We overcame a lot, let's tell 'em the great news
They just blurried up the last of the scope they aim through
But, I know you just here to dance (I know you just here to dance)
I know you just here to dance (you just here to dance)
So let's forget about the world (let's forget about the world, mama)
Let's forget about the man (hell yeah)
Shit be gettin' on my nerves (shit be gettin' on my nerves)
I'm just doing what I can (what I can)
But you ain't tryna hear a word (you ain't tryna hear a word, dawg)
I bet you just here to dance
I could book your flight
All I need is your first and your last
Pack three days in that big Telfar bag
Meet you where you stayin'
You don't got no plans, you just wanna dance
Don't mind me, just a fan
I could watch you vibe, yeah
Mind yo' business vibes
Dijah, light a blunt
Smoke me out my mind, yeah
I'm on that type of time, yeah, I don't waste my breath, no
I won't waste your time, no
I'ma just move
On my Kid Cudi, gettin' lost in the move
House big, trippin', now a nigga tryna play it off, yeah
Walk away clean, what's a player gon' do?
I know you just here to dance (I know you just here to dance)
I know you just here to dance (you just here to dance)
So let's forget about the world (let's forget about the world, mama)
Let's forget about the man (hell yeah)
Shit be gettin' on my nerves (shit be gettin' on my nerves)
I'm just doin' what I can (what I can)
But you ain't tryna hear a word (you ain't tryna hear a word, dawg)
I bet you just here to dance
Let me show y'all how the vibe goes
It goes like, being out summertime in some fly clothes
The hoes, like "Oh my God, swear I seen you before"
Girl, I'm wifed up, you gon' have to leave me alone
Doors open for me 'cause I put the keys in the door
So now I'm doin' pretty good as far as geniuses go
Everybody know me, they been peepin' the flow
I ain't do this rap shit just to see how it goes
But I did plant a seed, just to see if it grows
Now I'm swingin' off the trees without needin' a rope
Blood on the leaves, your trees were bearing strange fruit
They were the ancestors, I praise and pay dues
We overcame a lot, let's tell 'em the great news
They just blurried up the last of the scope they aim through
But, I know you just here to dance (I know you just here to dance)
I know you just here to dance (you just here to dance)
So let's forget about the world (let's forget about the world, mama)
Let's forget about the man (hell yeah)
Shit be gettin' on my nerves (shit be gettin' on my nerves)
I'm just doing what I can (what I can)
But you ain't tryna hear a word (you ain't tryna hear a word, dawg)
I bet you just here to dance
Credits
Writer(s): Kahdijah Payne, Mick Jenkins, Jayden Taylor-richards
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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