Shake my hand, shake my hand, they just friendly to my face
Get that bag, get that bag, you can't keep up with my pace
You the man, you the man, I see you slither like a snake
This my jam, this my jam, you are all so f*cking fake
I might dig my grave, before I catch a wave
I've been grow'n boy, I don't go from phase to phase
I don't trust these bitches with the faces laced with cake
And I don't rock with rappers who aren't really what they claim
Shake my hand, shake my hand, they just friendly to my face
Get that bag, get that bag, you can't keep up with my pace
You the man, you the man, I see you slither like a snake
This my jam, this my jam, you are all so f*cking fake
I might throw some shade, just so you know your place
These yes men make you look like lames your shit ain't really flames
I think you all are trash, you talk behind my back
But then I show my face and bet they quick to kiss my ass
Shake my hand, shake my hand, they just friendly to my face
Get that bag, get that bag, you can't keep up with my pace
You the man, you the man, I see you slither like a snake
This my jam, this my jam, you are all so f*cking fake
Shake My Hand Video (MV)
Performed By: Rio Raps
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Dom Bradford, Domenique Bradford, Riordan Tayles
Rio Raps - Shake My Hand Lyrics
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English
Shake my hand, shake my hand, they just friendly to my face
Get that bag, get that bag, you can't keep up with my pace
You the man, you the man, I see you slither like a snake
This my jam, this my jam, you are all so f*cking fake
I might dig my grave, before I catch a wave
I've been grow'n boy, I don't go from phase to phase
I don't trust these bitches with the faces laced with cake
And I don't rock with rappers who aren't really what they claim
Shake my hand, shake my hand, they just friendly to my face
Get that bag, get that bag, you can't keep up with my pace
You the man, you the man, I see you slither like a snake
This my jam, this my jam, you are all so f*cking fake
I might throw some shade, just so you know your place
These yes men make you look like lames your shit ain't really flames
I think you all are trash, you talk behind my back
But then I show my face and bet they quick to kiss my ass
Shake my hand, shake my hand, they just friendly to my face
Get that bag, get that bag, you can't keep up with my pace
You the man, you the man, I see you slither like a snake
This my jam, this my jam, you are all so f*cking fake
Get that bag, get that bag, you can't keep up with my pace
You the man, you the man, I see you slither like a snake
This my jam, this my jam, you are all so f*cking fake
I might dig my grave, before I catch a wave
I've been grow'n boy, I don't go from phase to phase
I don't trust these bitches with the faces laced with cake
And I don't rock with rappers who aren't really what they claim
Shake my hand, shake my hand, they just friendly to my face
Get that bag, get that bag, you can't keep up with my pace
You the man, you the man, I see you slither like a snake
This my jam, this my jam, you are all so f*cking fake
I might throw some shade, just so you know your place
These yes men make you look like lames your shit ain't really flames
I think you all are trash, you talk behind my back
But then I show my face and bet they quick to kiss my ass
Shake my hand, shake my hand, they just friendly to my face
Get that bag, get that bag, you can't keep up with my pace
You the man, you the man, I see you slither like a snake
This my jam, this my jam, you are all so f*cking fake
Writer: Dom Bradford, Domenique Bradford, Riordan Tayles
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid