Rump Shaker

I been... playing with them c-notes
I'm the illest kid on that block
I'll fuck your mama at your sleepover
Damn! If I stayed off in the game then we'd both be vets
I done balled so hard I had to hit em' with that Rogaine flex
Heartbreaker, risk-taker, money-maker
Don't save her
Got your girl she rump shakin'
I'm playin, I might have to pump fake it
I'm sayin', your girl she gon' want the fragrance
Fish bowlin', picture me rollin' til my whip stolen
Trunk bangin', when I pull off the block the neighbors hate it
Hottest on your playlist
These rappers is Insta-famous
Stuck livin' in the basement
They cryin' they never made it
Me and my crew keep it movin' like tectonics
Yeah we on it
Lotus flower bomb, what you on about?
Steal your daughter's lemonade stand money, now we talkin' clout
(OOH)
Cherry blossoms, falling in April
Now we startin' a racket
Suit you up, Japanese necktie, closed casket
Now what we asking?
Using my pachinko money on these honeys
Oni comin' after you
Oh, you think it's funny?
Get black bagged and dragged
No common courtesy to leave a toe tag
Just know, we be the ones that are paper chasin'
And the budget spent on your demise
Drip, drip, saturated
My budget's over-allocated
Pardon my miscalculation
Rappin' bout my assets cuz I need to overcompensate
School of rock and hard knocks, but I never graduated
Never one to ask for favors
Put that on my casket later
Heartbreaker, risk-taker, money-maker
Don't save her
Got your girl she rump shakin'
I'm playin, I might have to pump fake it
I'm sayin', your girl she gon' want the fragrance
Money makin', I just cashed a check
Bad bitch, she take off her dress
Foreign car, skrrt
I might cop the Test
No sleep, we do not take rests
Top ten, better yet I'm in the top 5
Eat your bitch like some Five Guys
Devie Nicks with the landslide
Damn SOS you gone wild
Speed dial when I call the bluff
Pick it up, you starstruck
Treat your bitch like a cream puff
DOUBLE STUFT
Now don't stop til you get enough
Now keep on til the jig is up
I'm at the booty club!
With no cash so I'm throwin' receipts
I'm droppin bricks on a bitch like the witch in the East
I just copped the Porsche, speeding off the lot
Your bitch wanna be with me, cuz she is a thot
I made the money, took the risk, then I broke her heart
Had to kick that dirty bitch out
Yeah, I threw her like a dart
I give your bitch irrational spending habits
That go-go gadget clip extend like Mr. Fantastic
Stretchin' elastic bands over racks stuffed in my jacket
New tax bracket
The blues from Sea Haggin'
I'm true to these habits
I'm a
Heartbreaker, risk-taker, money-maker
Don't save her
Got your girl she rump shakin'
I'm playin, I might have to pump fake it
I'm sayin', your girl she gon' want the fragrance
High rollin', you think the whip is stolen
But believe us, we just cashed a check
Hawaii plates, zoomin' through the states
Turn a new leaf, everything's in place



Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Heavens
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