Private Dancer Freestyle

Midnight, laced in neon

You're the trouble I'm on

Raining hunnids, kissin' on ya

Wanna push back on you

'Cause, girl, you got me

Losing it

You're my private dancer

Oh no

The way you're moving it

You're my private dancer

Oh no

We need a tidal wave

I pray for never ending rain for the Palisades

Act your age

Old men lying about the bread that they ain't done made

You pass judgment, your past messy

Look at what I've done in the last decade

I said I wouldn't rap again

Then Andre grabbed a flute, guess shit done changed

Both made rap money

But you know I'm that hungry

This that eight hours sleep

Real healthy, when you're with me

From the Westside to Bed-Stuy

Seen the world twice now

It's hard to be stressed out

Yeah, I'm not that next guy

I ain't flexible, no I won't bend for them decimals

Girlfriends, girlfriends, edible, point of view incredible

Point of view incredible

You got me losing it

You're my private dancer

Oh no

The way you're moving it

You're my private dancer

Oh no