San', you ready to record?

Yeah

Alright, let's go

(It's Trax season, bruh)

Yeah, I'm throwin' that ass with a bottle in hand

Bo-bottle in hand, bo-bo-bo-bottle in hand

Yeah, I'm throwin' that ass with a bottle in hand

A bottle in hand, I promise I'ma find me a man

Bitch, I'm boppin' through the club, boppin' through the club

Bo-bo-boppin' through the club, boppin' through the club

Yeah, I'm throwin' that ass with a bottle in hand

A bottle in hand, I promise I'ma find me a man

Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance (Woo)

Booty like the water, put a **** in a trance

Ballin' in the club, he walkin' out empty-hand

Boo-hoo in the face, bet he thought he had a friend

Talk-talkin' that shit, but a bitch ain't tryna hear that (Uh)

It's gettin' hot in here, where the fuck my fan at? (Ha, ha)

Shots of '42, tell a ****, "Go on and send that"

It ain't trickin' if you got it, tell that ****, "Go on and spend that" (Goddamn it)

Yeah, I'm throwin' that ass with a bottle in hand

A bottle in hand, I promise I'ma find me a man

He blowin' these bands, I might have to give him a chance

He pulled out an Xan', but hold up, that ain't part of the plan

Boy, move, get right and get with it (Get with it)

I got the whole club shakin' they titties (Bitch, bounce)

Better ask about me, I'm the hottest in the city

Babylon after hours, in the spot gettin' jiggy (Gettin' jiggy)

Yeah, I'm throwin' that ass with a bottle in hand

Bo-bottle in hand, bo-bo-bo-bottle in hand

Yeah, I'm throwin' that ass with a bottle in hand

A bottle in hand, I promise I'ma find me a man

Bitch, I'm boppin' through the club, boppin' through the club

Bo-bo-boppin' through the club, boppin' through the club

Yeah, I'm throwin' that ass with a bottle in hand

A bottle in hand, I promise I'ma find me a man

Now slide to the left, slide to the right

Mammy got the kids, so we clubbin' all night

We lookin' for the tricks, keep the brokies out of sight

These ratchet hoes gettin' loose, ooh, I think they finna fight

That ain't my problem, I came for a time

I'm dressed to the T and I only hang with dimes

I'm prime (Mhm), like Amazon

Runnin' up this **** tab like a marathon

Now bounce that ass, ho, shake them titties

I'm still lookin' for the littest lit bitches in the city

All my bitches lookin' pretty, this the bad bitch committee

Lame **** get a dog, paid **** get the kitty

Bitch, I'm boppin' through the club with Chanel and a fan

Red Bull in the can, I promise I'ma find me a man

You know a bitch got the sauce, better find you a pan

Talkin' all that cheap shit, boy, find me a grand

Yeah, I'm throwin' that ass with a bottle in hand

Bo-bottle in hand, bo-bo-bo-bottle in hand

Yeah, I'm throwin' that ass with a bottle in hand

A bottle in hand, I promise I'ma find me a man

Bitch, I'm boppin' through the club, boppin' through the club

Bo-bo-boppin' through the club, boppin' through the club

Yeah, I'm throwin' that ass with a bottle in hand

A bottle in hand, I promise I'ma find me a man

Throwin' that ass with a bottle in hand

Bo-bottle in hand, bo-bo-bo-bottle in hand

Yeah, I'm throwin' that ass with a bottle in hand

A bottle in hand, I promise I'ma find me a man

Bitch, I'm boppin' through the club, boppin' through the club

Bo-bo-boppin' through the club, boppin' through the club

Yeah, I'm throwin' that ass with a bottle in hand

A bottle in hand, I promise I'ma find me a man (It's Trax season, bruh)