Shimmy
Ah, man, man
Ah, man, man, man, man, man, man, what's up?
Alright, yeah, yeah
It's been a whole year, my nigga
Let's not front, this my year, my nigga
I'm here to fuck up your whole career, my nigga
Don't play dumb, dummy, you know what's the deal, my nigga
A lot of y'all fake flex, nigga, that is not your necklace
And that whip ain't yours, nigga, that's the IRS's
I'm bigger than Texas, me and God text message
Y'all see how easy lyin' is, it's easy to forget this
(Off on a natural charge, bon voyage)
Shimmy shimmy ya, y'all niggas get no applause
I'm lookin' like wealth, so mami wanna ménage
Y'all niggas really hatin', get off my dick and my balls
All y'all niggas ain't worthy
Y'all don't pay dues, y'all niggas pay up and thirsty
You thought you made you an anthem, but you just sang you a Fergie
Too many niggas bitin', I might need me ten attorneys
Just 'cause you bought that vintage Margiela
Don't change your flight from Spirit to Delta
Y'all niggas dress like you just came out the store
I got my groove back like Fela, not Stella
(Off on a natural charge, bon voyage)
Shimmy shimmy ya, y'all niggas get no applause
I'm lookin' like wealth, so mami wanna ménage
Y'all niggas really hatin', get off my dick and my balls (Oh)
I got verses on verses, man, this shit could go all day (True)
I got a whip that's blacker than the nigga from Allstate (True)
Count your money up, nigga, do the mathematics (Woo)
That's not 200K, that's twenty dollars in your pocket
It's a cold, cold world that we live in (Yeah)
I'm shittin' on these niggas, I make it my mission (Yeah)
They way I kill these niggas, send my ass to prison
I knock a nigga head off, then I'm dippin' (Yeah), splittin' (Yeah)
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
(Off on a natural charge, bon voyage)
Shimmy shimmy ya, y'all niggas get no applause
I'm lookin' like wealth, so mami wanna ménage
Y'all niggas really hatin', get off my dick and my balls
Ah, man, man, man, man, man, man, what's up?
Alright, yeah, yeah
It's been a whole year, my nigga
Let's not front, this my year, my nigga
I'm here to fuck up your whole career, my nigga
Don't play dumb, dummy, you know what's the deal, my nigga
A lot of y'all fake flex, nigga, that is not your necklace
And that whip ain't yours, nigga, that's the IRS's
I'm bigger than Texas, me and God text message
Y'all see how easy lyin' is, it's easy to forget this
(Off on a natural charge, bon voyage)
Shimmy shimmy ya, y'all niggas get no applause
I'm lookin' like wealth, so mami wanna ménage
Y'all niggas really hatin', get off my dick and my balls
All y'all niggas ain't worthy
Y'all don't pay dues, y'all niggas pay up and thirsty
You thought you made you an anthem, but you just sang you a Fergie
Too many niggas bitin', I might need me ten attorneys
Just 'cause you bought that vintage Margiela
Don't change your flight from Spirit to Delta
Y'all niggas dress like you just came out the store
I got my groove back like Fela, not Stella
(Off on a natural charge, bon voyage)
Shimmy shimmy ya, y'all niggas get no applause
I'm lookin' like wealth, so mami wanna ménage
Y'all niggas really hatin', get off my dick and my balls (Oh)
I got verses on verses, man, this shit could go all day (True)
I got a whip that's blacker than the nigga from Allstate (True)
Count your money up, nigga, do the mathematics (Woo)
That's not 200K, that's twenty dollars in your pocket
It's a cold, cold world that we live in (Yeah)
I'm shittin' on these niggas, I make it my mission (Yeah)
They way I kill these niggas, send my ass to prison
I knock a nigga head off, then I'm dippin' (Yeah), splittin' (Yeah)
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
(Off on a natural charge, bon voyage)
Shimmy shimmy ya, y'all niggas get no applause
I'm lookin' like wealth, so mami wanna ménage
Y'all niggas really hatin', get off my dick and my balls
Credits
Writer(s): Irvin Mejia, Nik Frascona, Ozan Yildirim, Adam Amine Daniel, Anderson Hernandez, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Russell T. Jones, Robert F. Diggs
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