Tik TokShe like dancing on her cellphone, and she ain't flattered by my wristwatch,
Poke it out and make a viddy on the tik tok, I drop a song the next day she made my shit pop,
The way she bust it on the video I'm well known, on different playlist getting played in different time zones,
Jump up in that pussy and I run it for a mile long, let her know that I'm the type of nigga she can't style on,
She was the daughter of a pastor, off to school next year trying to move faster,
Saving up her taxes, posing half naked ain't no effort in her captions,
Two hands on it all the efforts in her actions for real,