Shook

First things first, fuckin' intro, aye
Got that flow that make you pop 'n lock it, aye
First of my name and I'm coming for fame
Delight in the game spitting fire that's flame
What do you see
When you're looking at me?
Pale white boy on a killing spree
Murdering these fucks by the count of three
Crossin' names off my list like a deputy

Baddest mother fucker in the industry
Fucking all the bitches in the DMV
They flunk in class like they got the D
Take a line from Drake, I don't fuck for free
I'm in my zone
They want to compete, but never come close
Always in the lab with nothing to show
Their future is bleak, my future is hopeful

Reppin' East Coast, fuckin' 301
Mother fuckers stay shook in a one-on-one
Aim down sights man, cock the gun
Bang bang in the streets
That's click clack
Done

I been there, I've done that
Motha fucker got shit for a comeback
Finna get a bitch with a thicc ass
Let me hit that dosia, I need that

I know you boys shook
When you look from the book
See a pale white boy spitting bars and a hook
I know you boys shook
By the names that I took
By a pale white boy spitting bars



Credits
Writer(s): Beige Delight
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