i got bitches in my grotto like tomorrow's new years eve
popping bottle after bottle they gon' swallow on they knees
and i can't help but to facilitate
when they need to get away
they say that when you on the grind it's going down
so it's always going down cause i keep another round 'round me what's up
comin' they come to my senses
come when i want to - consistent
when i can't decide which one i want i just take them all
it was fat girl at the club
she listen to drake all the time when we fuck i don't hate on it
it's all motivation she on it she know how to wait on it
i learn it from her do it to the death when i bought me a grotto
get wind in my city like i was born in chicago
i don't got much time so i only fuck bitches who drink macchiatos
i keep them hoes moving like como de yamos i do
she call me her getaway that's why my shorty fuck with me
we don't do the u.s.a we only flyin' overseas
bottles sparkles you know me don't buy it that shit came for free
i'm feelin' her she fuck with me
next stop to the philippines where she and me fulfill her dreams
on prescription pills and lean
shawty every night's a party celebrate like new years eve
i can see your booty crack
the way you drop it to the floor