[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