Posted, toasted, hangin' at the back, made money all year, make a toast with a yak Posted, toasted, hangin' at the back, made money all year, make a toast with a yak Posted, toasted, hangin' at the back, made money all year, make a toast, yak yak Get dope to the wall, throw it back, back, back And if I leave with him, he gon' eat it back, back I seen, I seen a lot of fuck shit, but I'ma let it slide I got it in my system, now I'm really trying, right I don't know if it's us Aquarius that just like to have fun and ain't scared, fuck, fuck Fuckin' 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 missing, missing It's 2.30, I'm the dad, and still cracking at the spot, oh yeah We, we, tryna, tryna make it home, and I don't wanna be alone, no way Hit, hit my phone, whoa It's 2.42, ain't no more bed 2, 2, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 Lookin' at me, sending out risky texts Ay, ay, I'm feelin' kinda tipsy, come and get me Hit it, hit it in the party if you feelin' risky I got all these niggas mad, cause they where you wanna be On the dance floor, rubbin' all on my body I tell them, I tell them hoes, back, back, give you 50 feet Fuck, before you look at him, you know that I'm the one you see He told, he told me I get crazy when I get up on that gag Nah, 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 Party like a vato, shots of the blanco Tarantino, knock a nigga up by the zapato I'm tryna make it home, but you lookin' so good I'd pull it out your pants right now if I could But you know everything I do gon' make it to the net So I guess I can wait until I get you to the bed Hit that phone, oh, oh, oh See me party, do it on my bed Do it, do it, do it, do it Hit that phone, oh, oh, oh Baby, darling, send him out with three times It is 2.30 on the dot I'm crack, crackin' at the spot, oh, yeah Chop stalls