I gotta make sum shake
I gotta make sum shake
I gotta make sum shake
I gotta make sum shake
I gotta make sum shake
I gotta make sum shake
Before it's too late
Before it's too late
I know that this shit not a race
But I still wanna come in first place
Like Google she searching for me
But I'm in more than one place
Don't give a f*ck what they say
Cruisin through Houston like it's a parade
All black the fit Helmut Lang
Why the f*ck all these boys dressin the same
She happy she glad that I came
I was f*cked up so I forgot her name
It's a cold world, cold game
Drank in my cup like Kirko Bangz
Oh yea this shit get dirty
With the gang so I can't worry
Got a white and black hoe, McFlurry
Swervin through the city in a hurry
Ballin like the f*ckin March Madness
Yes my gang really havin
Bitch I get fly like Aladdin
What's brackin baby yea what's happenin
Tell me what's happenin baby
Tell me what's, tell me what's happenin
Shoppin at Saks Fifth
Shoppin at, shoppin at Saks Fifth
Bringin them racks in
Bringin them, bringin them racks in
He ain't got a bag man
Put my suit on like I'm Batman
Fly through the city I'm one of one
Oh my God this bitch is one of one
I light this bitch up yea like Obi-Wan
I slid you some money you owe me some
I bought you a bag you owe me one
I'm with Murcee yea he hold a gun
We off the drink havin so much fun
This shit remind me of summer vibes
I see how you lookin we sharin vibes
Promise you girl you don't want this life
If the sun out then we inside
If the moon out then we come alive
I'm ballin no I don't get injured
It feel like a nigga got hundred lives
Give me them blues yea them benji's
And look at you over there runnin out
These niggas ain't hard they been gay
I came back in this bitch like the Endgame
My new bitch she white like a beignet
Don't got time for these hoes I'm N.A
I could f*ck the club up on a Wednesday
Come and slide with me f*ck what your friends say
She on her knees call me sensei
And she f*ck with me cause I make shit shake
I gotta make sum shake
I gotta make sum shake
Before it's too late
Before it's too late
I know that this shit not a race
But I still wanna come in first place
Like Google she searching for me
But I'm in more than one place
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I gotta make sum shake
I gotta make sum shake
I gotta make sum shake
I gotta make sum shake
I gotta make sum shake
I gotta make sum shake
Before it's too late
Before it's too late
I know that this shit not a race
But I still wanna come in first place
Like Google she searching for me
But I'm in more than one place
Don't give a f*ck what they say
Cruisin through Houston like it's a parade
All black the fit Helmut Lang
Why the f*ck all these boys dressin the same
She happy she glad that I came
I was f*cked up so I forgot her name
It's a cold world, cold game
Drank in my cup like Kirko Bangz
Oh yea this shit get dirty
With the gang so I can't worry
Got a white and black hoe, McFlurry
Swervin through the city in a hurry
Ballin like the f*ckin March Madness
Yes my gang really havin
Bitch I get fly like Aladdin
What's brackin baby yea what's happenin
Tell me what's happenin baby
Tell me what's, tell me what's happenin
Shoppin at Saks Fifth
Shoppin at, shoppin at Saks Fifth
Bringin them racks in
Bringin them, bringin them racks in
He ain't got a bag man
Put my suit on like I'm Batman
Fly through the city I'm one of one
Oh my God this bitch is one of one
I light this bitch up yea like Obi-Wan
I slid you some money you owe me some
I bought you a bag you owe me one
I'm with Murcee yea he hold a gun
We off the drink havin so much fun
This shit remind me of summer vibes
I see how you lookin we sharin vibes
Promise you girl you don't want this life
If the sun out then we inside
If the moon out then we come alive
I'm ballin no I don't get injured
It feel like a nigga got hundred lives
Give me them blues yea them benji's
And look at you over there runnin out
These niggas ain't hard they been gay
I came back in this bitch like the Endgame
My new bitch she white like a beignet
Don't got time for these hoes I'm N.A
I could f*ck the club up on a Wednesday
Come and slide with me f*ck what your friends say
She on her knees call me sensei
And she f*ck with me cause I make shit shake
I gotta make sum shake
I gotta make sum shake
Before it's too late
Before it's too late
I know that this shit not a race
But I still wanna come in first place
Like Google she searching for me
But I'm in more than one place
I gotta make sum shake
I gotta make sum shake
I gotta make sum shake
I gotta make sum shake
I gotta make sum shake
Before it's too late
Before it's too late
I know that this shit not a race
But I still wanna come in first place
Like Google she searching for me
But I'm in more than one place
Don't give a f*ck what they say
Cruisin through Houston like it's a parade
All black the fit Helmut Lang
Why the f*ck all these boys dressin the same
She happy she glad that I came
I was f*cked up so I forgot her name
It's a cold world, cold game
Drank in my cup like Kirko Bangz
Oh yea this shit get dirty
With the gang so I can't worry
Got a white and black hoe, McFlurry
Swervin through the city in a hurry
Ballin like the f*ckin March Madness
Yes my gang really havin
Bitch I get fly like Aladdin
What's brackin baby yea what's happenin
Tell me what's happenin baby
Tell me what's, tell me what's happenin
Shoppin at Saks Fifth
Shoppin at, shoppin at Saks Fifth
Bringin them racks in
Bringin them, bringin them racks in
He ain't got a bag man
Put my suit on like I'm Batman
Fly through the city I'm one of one
Oh my God this bitch is one of one
I light this bitch up yea like Obi-Wan
I slid you some money you owe me some
I bought you a bag you owe me one
I'm with Murcee yea he hold a gun
We off the drink havin so much fun
This shit remind me of summer vibes
I see how you lookin we sharin vibes
Promise you girl you don't want this life
If the sun out then we inside
If the moon out then we come alive
I'm ballin no I don't get injured
It feel like a nigga got hundred lives
Give me them blues yea them benji's
And look at you over there runnin out
These niggas ain't hard they been gay
I came back in this bitch like the Endgame
My new bitch she white like a beignet
Don't got time for these hoes I'm N.A
I could f*ck the club up on a Wednesday
Come and slide with me f*ck what your friends say
She on her knees call me sensei
And she f*ck with me cause I make shit shake
I gotta make sum shake
I gotta make sum shake
Before it's too late
Before it's too late
I know that this shit not a race
But I still wanna come in first place
Like Google she searching for me
But I'm in more than one place
Writer: Dwayne Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid