Down Up
I'm home and
I'm scheming
Oh there's way too much to do on a weekend
But I'm scrolling
I'm peeping
Spot a ten, then I slide into the DMs
(I'm gon' slide)
Girl, don't leave me guessing
I could be your best friend
She like "What are your intentions?"
Damn, you ask a whole lotta questions
She like, "Can you drive stick?"
Uh huh
"Can you pull up at six?"
Uh huh
"Drop the top on the whip?"
Uh huh
Down up
Down up
Down up
Down up
Imma take you to the crib
Uh huh
I think you know what it is
Uh huh
Way you using them hips
Uh huh
Down up
Down up
Down up
Down up
Uh
I hit it like a piñata
She wanna see me mañana
I say hakuna matata
She wearing Fendi and Prada
I'm wearing sweatpants and chanclas
But she still drank it like water
Aye
Damn, this woman got me feeling like the man
I just let her hit record and then we get it on demand
Hit it in the club, got her rubbing off my stamp
Then the bouncer kicked me out 'cause he ain't see it on my hand
Girl, don't leave me guessing
I could be your best friend
She like "What are your intentions?"
Damn, you ask a whole lotta questions
She like, "Can you drive stick?"
Uh huh
"Can you pull up at six?"
Uh huh
"Drop the top on the whip?"
Uh huh
Down up
Down up
Down up
Down up
Imma take you to the crib
Uh huh
I think you know what it is
Uh huh
Way you using them hips
Uh huh
Down up
Down up
Down up
Down up
Uh
I'm a Yes Man
Shorty got me like, "Yes, ma'am."
I'm a Yes Man
Shorty got me like, "Yes, ma'am."
I'm scheming
Oh there's way too much to do on a weekend
But I'm scrolling
I'm peeping
Spot a ten, then I slide into the DMs
(I'm gon' slide)
Girl, don't leave me guessing
I could be your best friend
She like "What are your intentions?"
Damn, you ask a whole lotta questions
She like, "Can you drive stick?"
Uh huh
"Can you pull up at six?"
Uh huh
"Drop the top on the whip?"
Uh huh
Down up
Down up
Down up
Down up
Imma take you to the crib
Uh huh
I think you know what it is
Uh huh
Way you using them hips
Uh huh
Down up
Down up
Down up
Down up
Uh
I hit it like a piñata
She wanna see me mañana
I say hakuna matata
She wearing Fendi and Prada
I'm wearing sweatpants and chanclas
But she still drank it like water
Aye
Damn, this woman got me feeling like the man
I just let her hit record and then we get it on demand
Hit it in the club, got her rubbing off my stamp
Then the bouncer kicked me out 'cause he ain't see it on my hand
Girl, don't leave me guessing
I could be your best friend
She like "What are your intentions?"
Damn, you ask a whole lotta questions
She like, "Can you drive stick?"
Uh huh
"Can you pull up at six?"
Uh huh
"Drop the top on the whip?"
Uh huh
Down up
Down up
Down up
Down up
Imma take you to the crib
Uh huh
I think you know what it is
Uh huh
Way you using them hips
Uh huh
Down up
Down up
Down up
Down up
Uh
I'm a Yes Man
Shorty got me like, "Yes, ma'am."
I'm a Yes Man
Shorty got me like, "Yes, ma'am."
Credits
Writer(s): Carter Worthington, Parker Bata
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