Johnny Seabass

[Hook]
What you feeling? What you want?

[Verse]
Your Girl call me Johnny Seabass
If she wanna see class
With the pinkie out front
And the money we stash
Sipping brown liquor from a Hennessy flask
Pouring more Ace on them double D racks
Calling me back
Chingy on the stereo, ladies drinking everything we pour in each glass
Toast to the heights cuz we wanna reach that
A Ghost and a view like it's one of these Snaps
Toast to your crew, we smoke in the back of the room
Lit a match, you approaching the dude
Spoke in vernacular Spanish, I quote then I answer
You laugh at my joke in the mood
Girl, I be feeling like we both in the mood
Know a couple players but the coach in the room
If flows were propellers on boats, we're both sailors
We float, it goes better with soaking the view
Coast to coast, let us elope and know Paris
We nose-to-nose staring
Merlot-chalosse pairing
Then ghost to home center
I wrote you those letters and notes with no errors
But spoke in bold rhetoric
Vote we co-edit emotions
Rose petals and potions
Slow-jamming, I stroke, you stroke better
You close to gold medal, I chose number 2
Watch the snow settle and pose in the nude
True, I've been making noise, come stop me
Ladies call me Rum Punch Papi
So true so the young boy cocky
Young king like I come from Mali

[Bridge]
Yeah
Make me dance x4
Ayy