chorus
I can never pass up, I lay it down
Long backstrokes in the middle of your ocean
I'mma need that ass up, face down
If I get in, then I just might drown
verse
You ain't gotta be a stripper
I politic and she with it
I ain't trippin' to hit it
Titties, hundreds and fifties
Later she leaving with me
pre-chorus
I can never pass up, I lay it down
Long backstrokes in the middle of your ocean
I'mma need that ass up, face down
If I get in, then I just might drown
verse
Lights up, damn I'm feeling hella cocky
I'm just from the bottom tryna get some topy
Diamonds got my mami screaming hello papi
Said she got that work and need a hella hobby
verse
Bust it, bust it, she get hella sloppy
I just hate it, them moments I can't put on IG
I know your man be trippin', really that is not me
But if I wasn't me then who the hell would I be
verse
Cameras rolling we should make a scene or two
Slip and sliding got me thinking, what would Trina do
She seen you staring at me,
Got me feeling like Ray Allen, man
They gettin' these hoes in threes
How we in the thug Cabana, at The Palms and in LV
Swimming in your ocean all night, might as well go overseas
Is you rolling, no I rolly roll, rolly roll with me
SpinKing, go get all them hoes, they comin' home with me
pre-chorus
I can never pass up, I lay it down
Long backstrokes in the middle of your ocean
I'mma need that ass up, face down
If I get in, then I just might drown
Writer(s): Anderson Hernandez, Jeremy P. Felton, Michael Stevenson, Gibran Carlton Jairam, Tyler James Bryant