Dance/Dancer

[Chorus] Oh you don't dance? Turn you into a dancer Brodie don't talk he just wanna blame some Straight from the block, turned it to a mansion Baby I just wanna see you put your ass up Baby I just wanna- (look) 10 toes, Benzo Put a couple bitches in the friend zone Rocks on my neck and on my wrist hoe Got me looking like a motherfuckin' Flintstone [Verse 1] Yeah, dance on, even if you say you don't dance baby I don't care what you on I'ma keep on spending till the money gone Till my opps gon' Till their whole fucking block gon' Come and get with me, I'm not gon' I wanna see the white chalk on her Smokin' on indo Hoodie Pop lit up the whole funking whip though Fuck I look likе ridin' 'round in a rental Catch me in a big body Benz or a Lambo, with ammo Turn thе whole block to a bando Chrome Heart all over on me, camo Ten thousand dollars on pants (woah) So, the bag is Birkin Act right baby damn right I'm splurgin' Bad bitch from the UK, she Persian Maybach, come inside, close the curtains Word to mami, I am not a regular person And she don't want no scrub Slim waist, with a pretty face, you're perfect Puttin' pressure on 'em, baby [Chorus] Oh you don't dance? Turn you into a dancer Brodie don't talk he just wanna blame some Straight from the block, turned it to a mansion Baby I just wanna see you put your ass up Baby I just wanna- (look) 10 toes, Benzo Put a couple bitches in the friend zone Rocks on my neck and on my wrist hoe Got me looking like a motherfuckin' Flintstone [Verse 2] I call you my twin, not Tamera and Tia I been had the vision, you just never seen it Give it to me, I'ma score that's a layup My dawgs gon' ride for me, Evel Knievel My heart is way bigger than my brain, I hate it I just don't go say I love you to people Things that we go through, go show me you mean it Rockin' on Givenchy hoodies like merch And I got my hundreds from bando like sure We got a hundred Lambos, been in 'em first We was rockin' Mike Amiri first And we was rocking a lot of Bentleys, first It came out to him, but it can get worse I'm drinkin' Casamigos out the bottle And I go to Brooklyn ridin' out the shotta, man And I gotta- Bitch I got it, don't worry about it 'cause I got it Right up to my man in Foamposites These ain't no motherfuckin' phone projects Nike on me like it's vroom goddess I'm in her, ma'am I call one shotta I fuck around till your whole block, uh [Chorus] Oh you don't dance? Turn you into a dancer Brodie don't talk he just wanna blame some Straight from the block, turned it to a mansion Baby I just wanna see you put your ass up Baby I just wanna- (look) 10 toes, Benzo Put a couple bitches in the friend zone Rocks on my neck and on my wrist hoe Got me looking like a motherfuckin' Flintstone