Steppin out in the city,

With your friends you just got dressed huh,

No makeup, still pressure

Got your bread up, got your own section

Dont want no scrub, don’t need no man nah

Sitting pretty with your friends

Sundress look good on your body though

You fill it out with that body on ya

Lets keep it real and not pretend

You know that all these eyes on ya,

Shawty you got that fire on ya

Wanna see what the next move is,

Got a bottle in ya hand

Go head stand up bae

Throw them yams

Throw them yams, hey hey,

Throw them yams (like soul food)

Throw them yams, hey hey,

Throw them yams,

Like, hey hey hey hey,

Hey hey, yeah,

(Throw them yams bae)

Hey hey hey hey,

(Throw them yams)

Hey yeah

She got a full plate no doubt

Sound like macaroni when you’re mixing about

How’d I get here took a Lyft XL

Whole lot of leg room, like its missing a seat

She like my aura, not missing a beat

We ironed out, not missing a crease

Caught her smile in the rearview

Now the nights in gear, told the driver no rush

We're vibin here

Throw them yams aye

Throw them yams bae

The way you lookin at me, you can’t wait to slide away

Forgot about your friends, they was lookin at you for a place to stay

Guess you not worried bout it

Cause you got a place for your head to lay

Wanna see what the next move is,

Got a bottle in ya hand

(Bottle)

Go head stand up bae

Throw them yams (hey, hey)

Throw them yams, hey hey,

Throw them yams (like soul food)

Throw them yams, hey hey,

Throw them yams,

Like, hey hey hey hey,

(Throw them yams bae)

Hey hey hey hey,

If you bout it

Throw it up then move it right around

Traveling back and forth I’m in the town now

Traveling back and forth I’m in the town

Let me know when you’re ready

Let me know when you’re ready

Shawty bad like kung fu

Keep a **** blessed like achoo

Top two, not two, thats not you

Let me be your plus one like carpool

Everyday with you is a vacation

No matter if we just lay up

Didnt think a day out the house

Could lead to us in these relations

Aint no rush like CMC

I wanna watch you like DVDs

Make your way back to the BNB

My team going up like TNT

Whole lotta bread like, BOA, JPC, or PNC

You know I had to hit them goals right

Baby I aint no low life

Say you wanna

Hey hey hey hey,

(Throw them yams bae)

Hey hey yeah,

(Throw them yams bae)

Hey hey hey hey,

(Like soul food)

Hey yeah