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shake n bake ft. elibanss
ksuuvi
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(ksuuvi, ksuuvi, ksuuvi)
(He's on fire)
(ksuuvi)
(Boom-shaka-laka)
Ayy, yeah, I'ma beat that case, you get punched in the face
Yeah, yeah, I get cake, yeah, bitch, and—
Yeah, all of y'all lame, I don't even want the fame
Yeah, I, I get paid, yeah, yeah
They love to hate, yeah, they love to hate
Yeah, they love to hate with no food on they plate
Hell yeah, I'm in the paint, I love to make it shake
Bitch, I'm dribblin' the ball, I love to shake and bake
Uh, I'm with your bitch, she love to masturbate
I don't got a job, so every day is holiday (Uh)
And your bitch, she love to pop her titty (Uh)
Yeah, I'm lit, even the scammers tryna get with me
Yeah, I'm litty, pass a TD, BOA, Citi
Yeah, you fuckin' stupid if you think you gonna gyp me
I'm with elibanss and we litty in the city
Fuck up Benz, hop in Jag' and we get jiggy
Ayy, hoppin' out the Jag', pullin' up to the show
Walked in with my bro, walked in blowin' smoke
We ain't pass you that rock 'cause we just know you finna choke
Passed brodie off the Glock, I told that nigga, "Let it go"
Ayy, tell him, "Let it clap," pussy nigga, you get slapped
If you playin' with my racks, then— nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh
Told her pull up to the trap, bitch, you know I'm tryna slap
Drop it low, now bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Comin' back around the block, we spinnin' back
Pop out with the same 'fit, nigga, I just switched the hat
Ran inside that nigga shit, now he in a different trap
She kissin' all around my dick and, nigga, I'm just sittin' back
And if you ever did me wrong, just know we finna get you back
I'm in this bitch, I'm goin' long, my brodie throwin' me the pack
Pullin' up, we're hoppin' out that car, you know it's a wrap
Foam Forces with the Tech pants, bitch, I'm movin' tac'
Yeah, I'ma beat that case, you get punched in the face
Yeah, yeah, I get cake, yeah, bitch, and—
Yeah, all of y'all lame, I don't even want the fame
Yeah, I, I get paid, yeah, yeah
They love to hate, yeah, they love to hate
Yeah, they love to hate with no food on they plate
Hell yeah, I'm in the paint, I love to make it shake
Bitch, I'm dribblin' the ball, I love to shake and bake