[Intro]
(Ninetyniiine)

[Chorus]
Put your fist up, put the gun down
Go all the way 'till he sun down
Like a track meet, he get run down
Posted with my bros, know we up now
Got a thing with me, better duck down
You textin' me, you in love now
Score harder, like a touchdown
Bye-bye (Bye-bye), big gun goin' bow, bow
I've been trynna hit his mata
Dance on 'em like bachata
Gonna slide on 'em like it's cha-cha
End him big, cut him open like that
She gon' bust it open like piñata
Bitch, I'm super light like I'm dada

[Verse]
(Ahh)
You're not ready baby, goin' faster
And my mans here, yeah, we past that
Speaking to 'em like a pastor (Woah)
Yeah, I hit a lick with my mask off
Hop in the foreign, we blast off
Popstar, I'm not a rapper (Rapper)
And you a student, not a trapper
Lil' hoe said it's disaster
Page Levi Ackerman
Man, I'm fuckin' on twins
Lil' thing with wings
Baby, I'm plottin big things
And it's clean sprite, not tris
Don't check my DM's, but I'm gonna make a man pissed
Fuck it, I ain't even do that shit
Spin the block then we hop out
[?] (Woah)
[Chorus]
Put your fist up, put the gun down
Go all the way 'till he sun down
Like a track meet, he get run down
Posted with my bros, know we up now
Got a thing with me, better duck down
You textin' me, you in love now
Score harder, like a touchdown
Bye-bye (Bye-bye), big gun goin' bow, bow
I've been trynna hit his mata
Dance on 'em like bachata
Gonna slide on 'em like it's cha-cha
End him big, cut him open like that
She gon' bust it open like piñata
Bitch, I'm super light like I'm dada