Shush

I'm in this motherfucker nigga
Niggas act fake tough bro you are not that guy
Say the most and say the least you already know I'm that guy
And you can check my drip bitches see that I'm fly
Niggas politicking but I see all the bitch in they eyes
And you can check my chain bro have you seen this ice
Sipping all this morning mud I'll leave you steaming like pike
And I made it on the beat like my name Yike-Mike
Bro I can't control myself I swear I'm way too hyped
Never talk to a bitch fuck imma do on skype
And these weird janky niggas on facetime ain't right

Like surpass the cranky janky you already know it's some light
And I freestyle on the beat I don't ever gotta write
And her ass swallow up the panties but you know that it's still tight
Damn I be feeling all like Iayze cause that bitch ride me like a bike
I get higher then sky I be soaring like a kite
And they ask how I do it but it take half my might



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Writer(s): Owen Carlson
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