​hit the club
[Intro]
Woah
I can it get it, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah

[Chorus: F3NIX]
I can get it yeah
Hit the club, finesse a check
I fuck it up, woah
Delete my number off your phone
You just a dumb hoe
This ain't no penny pocket shit
I count it up, woah
Count it up, woah

[Chorus: F3NIX]
I can get it yeah
Hit the club, finesse a check
I fuck it up, woah
Delete my number off your phone
You just a dumb hoe
This ain't no penny pocket shit
I count it up, woah
Count it up, count it-
[Verse 1: yvng gabe]
All you are is fake
Everytime I look at you
I know that you're a lame (You're a lame)
You're sitting there texting me
You playing all these games (Playin' games)
You keep on spamming me, so I have to run away
(Yeah, I had to run away)
I'm already movin' on
And you said, you did nothing
And I say that you were wrong
I'm a youngin' tryna make it
And you're not gonna make me stop
I can't compare you to anyone
I'm better off alone
Two lessons, here for you
It won't take long
Just like "Clouds" you won't love me
'Til I am ghost and gone
Yeah, I don't waste time
I'm on my grind, and prove me wrong
Yeah, I'm young and going wild
Going crazy in the sun

[Chorus: F3NIX]
I can get it yeah
Hit the club, finesse a check
I fuck it up, woah
Delete my number off your phone
You just a dumb hoe
This ain't no penny pocket shit
I count it up, woah
Count it up, woah
[Chorus: F3NIX]
I can get it yeah
Hit the club, finesse a check
I fuck it up, woah
Delete my number off your phone
You just a dumb hoe
This ain't no penny pocket shit
I count it up, woah
Count it up, count it up

[Verse 2: F3NIX]
Yeah, we know what you on
I got perky's, I got rocks
Milly rock, do yo' dance
Tesla auto-park the lot
When we skrt off
Leavin' rubber on yo' block
Take yo' clothes off
Groupies wanna know what's up
Yeah, we know what you on
I got perky's, I got rocks
Milly rock, do yo' dance
Tesla auto-park the lot
When we skrt off
Leavin' rubber on yo' block
Take yo' clothes off
Groupies wanna know what's up
[Verse 3: F3NIX]
Got them percs
Like a pharmacy
Pop one, pop two
Got quantities
She eat two piece
Now, she kissin' her friend
It seems I hit the lottery
I got them percs
Like a pharmacy
Pop one, pop two
Got quantities
She eat two piece
Now, she kissin' her friend
It seems I hit the lottery

[Chorus: F3NIX]
I can get it yeah
Hit the club, finesse a check
I fuck it up, woah
Delete my number off your phone
You just a dumb hoe
This ain't no penny pocket shit
I count it up, woah
Count it up, count it up

[Chorus: F3NIX]
I can get it yeah
Hit the club, finesse a check
I fuck it up, woah
Delete my number off your phone
You just a dumb hoe
This ain't no penny pocket shit
I count it up, woah
Count it up, count it up