Lyrics

[Intro] She in luck, 'cause I'm a mover Yeah, I'm calling shots like I'm a shooter, yuh It's me and bae all day, whoa [Chorus] She wanna fly out to Aruba She in luck, 'cause I'm a mover I'm calling shots like I'm a shooter Here, now had to grind for the mula Got money in the bank, I finally grew up Gotta refresh we need a tune-up First-class, we fly out to Aruba Dear God, gotta thank you for the mula Oh, ah [Verse 1] My ears rejoicing from the last thing That you told me Come on over let's make love nice and slowly I've been working out the clock I've been busy tryna' pop 'Cause shorty a killer shoot the Addy play games I hard carry Cali in the Valley PGA Make love with the caddie In the ocean, we in Bali As long as baby happy, yeah We making paper cranes Throw them up, send them away I'm only human, she a goddess We're the perfect mismatch Gaze upon perfection, I can't even hit that She my bae, and I'm her mans gotta get it she understands But tonight, I'm cancelling my plans [Chorus] She wanna fly out to Aruba She in luck, 'cause I'm a mover I'm calling shots like I'm a shooter Here, now had to grind for the mula Got money in the bank, I finally grew up Gotta refresh we need a tune-up First-class, we fly out to Aruba Dear God, gotta thank you for the mula Oh, ah [Verse 2] She willing to ride for the 'cause so I show her what's in store From sun up, move like a boss need That energy she the source I get her that Christian Dior, suicide doors In the whip-going bananas, peel out In front of the cameras Baby's money, I got me a lick She like the fact your boy is going legit Time is money gotta light up her wrist Keys to the truck, no more Ubers and Lyfts She my sunrise and grind I need that energy Meditate to get the cake and Bring back home her fantasies Take my visa and go MMA, VMAs Can't help it gotta slay beauty in that DNA [Interlude] She wanna fly out to Aruba She in luck, 'cause I'm a mover I'm calling shots like I'm a shooter It's me and bae all day, whoa [Chorus] She wanna fly out to Aruba She in luck, 'cause I'm a mover I'm calling shots like I'm a shooter Here, now had to grind for the mula Got money in the bank, I finally grew up Gotta refresh we need a tune-up First-class, we fly out to Aruba Dear God, gotta thank you for the mula Oh, ah