On the Floor

[Verse 1]

Yeah, yeah, 'Sace suits, out this Rolls

We look like the Italian mob

'Sace shoes, 'Sace robe

Make my crib feel like the spot

Not no bag, I can't go

I need ten upon arrival

Got your bih' in my truck, so I'm careful when I'm drivin', yeah

[Chorus]

Pants fallin' down, ash on the floor

I'm fine either way, throw that ass if you want (Throw it)

Pants fallin' down, ash on the floor

The gas in my bag could put a man on the moon, huh

[Verse 2]

Windows tinted, Forgiato's, **** the whip, five hoes inside it

“Buenos días, hola Mami. Maybe I could call you wifey”

Change the pace, I take her down to SoHo, got your ho excited

Italiano leather jacket, this shit cost a ****in' Audi

They like “Why is ian blowin' up?” Bitch I'm the one who did it

I don't hear him talkin' 'bout no funds, I'm 'prolly not gon' listen

You don't make them pockets big as ****, I'm 'prolly not gon' fit 'em

I just bought some brand new Jordan 1's, I can't even touch the rim

[Chorus]

P-Pants fallin' down, ash on the floor

I'm fine either way, throw that ass if you want

Pants fallin' down, ash on the floor

The gas in my bag could put a man on the moon, huh

[Interlude]

Just wondering, what-what is it like seeing this right now?

Shit, you tell me

[Verse 3]

Damn, rush, face hot

Louis store, play time

Furry coat, Maison

T-Ten pairs, same kind

We can't wine and dine, bae

This a one and done, baby

I'm just not the one for ya'

I'm too low on time or some'

Listen, we prolly chop some' up, but I'm not makin' friends with yo ass, that's just how it is

Whenever this shit get ugly, I gotta pretend to be happy, you know how it is

If you see a chance for us, say some' baby 'cause I got no idea

I'm pushin' this Phantom high, drivin' this ho like I ain't pass my test

[Chorus]

P-Pants fallin' down, ash on the floor

I'm fine either way, throw that ass if you want (Throw it)

Pants fallin' down, ash on the floor

The gas in my bag could put a man on the moon (Throw it)

Pants fallin' down, ash on the floor

I'm fine either way, throw that ass if you want

Pants fallin' down, ash on the floor

The gas in my bag could put a man on the moon, huh