Hit My Phone

Ayy

Posted, toasted, hangin' at the back

Made money all year, make a toast with the yak

Window to the wall, throw it back, throw it back

And if I leave with him, he gon' eat it for a fact

I seen a lot of fuck shit, but I'ma let it slide

I got it in my system, now I'm really tryna ride

I don't know if it's us Aquarius'

That just like to have fun and ain't scared to fuck (Ah)

I get nasty

When the moon come out and the juice kick in

Liquor in my system, system

No need to ask me

When the party end 'cause I'm on my way

To give you what you're missin', missin'

It's 2:30 on the dot and still crackin' at the spot

Oh yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

We ain't tryna make it home and I don't wanna be alone

No way, yeah, tonight

So hit my phone, woah-oh

Sippin' '42 and you know I'm bent

Too far gone, oh-oh

Liquor got me sendin' that risky text

Ayy, ayy

I'm feelin' kinda tipsy, come and get me (Yeah)

You can hit it in the party if you're feelin' risky (Hey, hey, hey, yeah)

I got all these niggas mad 'cause they where you wanna be

On the dance floor, rubbin' all on my body (Yeah)

Now tell them hoes back-back, give you fifty feet

Before you look at him, you know I'm the one you see (Yeah bitch)

He told me I get crazy when I get up on the yak

Nah, I just never play with bitches like that

I be drinkin' out the bottle and I need a mouthful

And I know I'm from the south, but you need your goggles (Yeah, ha)

Party like a vato, shots of the blanco

Guaranteed to knock a nigga up out his zapatos

I'm tryna make it home, but you lookin' so good

I would pull it out your pants, right now if I could (Yeah)

But you know everything I do gon' make it to the net (Ah)

So I guess I can wait until I get you to the bed (Ah)

So hit my phone, woah-oh

Sippin' '42 and you know I'm bent

Too far gone, oh-oh

Liquor got me sendin' that risky text

It's 2:30 on the dot and still crackin' at the spot

Oh yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

We ain't tryna make it home and I don't wanna be alone

No way, yeah, tonight