Credits
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Aye, listen
Yo
[Verse 2]
This flow taking over the show
I got skills and ability like Rambo
I got soul like Nat King Cole
And I'm super cold just like sub zero
I'm on Instagram, Snapchat, and Vimeo
And my name's all over that radio
I'm The Godfather like Marlon Brando
But I am Scarface like Al Pachino
[Verse 3]
Fingers on the button, I'm about to blow
I got a name in the scene, I'm about to explode
Get bigger, get bigger I run with your bitch
His whereabouts is unknown
When in the club I like JD and Coke
A pocket full poke and the girls like to grope me
I don't do coke and I don't do dope
I just drink bad bubbly and get bad ladies
Come and tease with a pom-pom please
Ever got a Gold Visa for nights on the town?
They call me Top Cat. .44 drop that
You can never stop that, bring the house down
Bassline specialist, hits I never miss
Big like Mount Everest, it's my time
So put your hands up, get all the man's up
And all the ladies lookin' so fine, get set
On your marks let's go
Zanetti on the mic with a top notch flow
Old school flavor like Ringo
And I get girls' numbers like Bingo
Warning, I throw a bad boy show
Promoters want to, but I never say no
I make the ravers dance so hard
That they need a new dance floor end of this song
This track might tickle your fancy
I get the girls and the boys and dancin'
'Cause I know what them ravers a wantin'
Get them shackin' out raving and ranting
It's magic, kinda of enchanting
Cast spells to get the club ramping
I get girls on global requests all
Wanting my seed, so believe I'm planting
[Verse 4]
We get them dancin' all night
Shaking all night, head-bopping all night
Drinks, getting it in all night
I don't want to fuss no, I don't want to fight
I wanna enjoy this thing I've been watching all night
Not gonna lie, she a bit all that
Not gonna lie, she a bit all that
I wonder what's going in tonight
Look, doubling and tossing it
Got one eye on her just like Feti
Give her a little bang just like Feti
Surfin in the morning like sharky
Shower down, shower down, just like wetty
Leave them legs wobbling like spaghetti
Ooh-ooh, yeah
I'll give her a night that she'll never forget
Put some money on it, we can have a bet
This one's heavy, my select
This one's heavy, my select
This one here got the bass in check
This one here got the people moving
Certain levels and we're still improving
Still, bi-di-bop-bop
Dem man asleep, dem man a snoozing
[Verse 5]
Ooh-ooh
Bi-di-bop-bop
Written by: Cooper Anderson, Keyanta Bullard

