Shake Up the Room
That's on bro, yeah, these niggas be switching
First, they hate, then they love, know the difference
We gon' slide through that block, we gon' rip 'em
Bitch, I got a beam, ain't no way I'ma miss 'em
Moosey with me, he itchin' to spliff 'em
Sippin' wock, yeah, my niggas, they grinchin'
If I don't got the gun, got the pokey
Bitch, you was a treesh, why the fuck would you post me?
And I heard y'all was looking for Breezo
Brand new Glock and I shoot through the peephole
Caught him lackin', got put in a pre-roll
'Cause we spinning your block on a Revel or Veo
Bacardi, no Henny
We back to the telly
Yeah, shawty a leg, so she sucking up
I might just spin and go crazy
Yeah, I'm a Rockabye baby
Look, AMG nigga, we speeding
She give me top in a Hellcat Demon (Yeah)
She popping a titty, she teasing
Cashed out on Amiri's new drip for the season
Look,
don't get you tied up like a noose, I pray to my God ain't no way I'ma lose
Damn, yeah, Mani he fiending to boom
I walk in the spot and I shake up the room
Breezo bitch, yeah, I'm 'bout all the action
Fuck the boys, I ain't see nothing happen
If you ask for the feature, I'm taxing
Gotta get to the breesh, yeah, I'm all about backends
Fuck her once then I'm fuckin' her bestie
If her body look nice, call her sexy
Bitch I'm ready to blow like a Pepsi
Bitch I'm always on go, why the fuck would you test me
Niggas know who the best, it ain't up for discussion
Talkin' crazy we click at ya muffin'
We gon' go to the party and clear out the function
Sippin' wock this ain't no Robitussin
And she love the way I get it and flip it
Kickin' works come and get you a ticket
I said I make a call and that nigga go missing
Get some money they say that they made you
Bitch I was grinding I got that on tape too
Fuck what you sayin'
She a thot
Talk out your neck
Spin your block
If I call up shh, he makin' it hot
I been on a mission, climbing to the top
Shawty gave me brain, all up in the drop
'Miri for the jeans
Double G the socks
When I touch down, I need all the breesh
In and out of Vs, I been gettin' knots
Steady off the potion, rollin'
Shawty playin' games, controllin'
Water on my neck, a ocean
I put homie on the court, I'm coachin'
She gon' let me beat it up
First, they hate, then they love, know the difference
We gon' slide through that block, we gon' rip 'em
Bitch, I got a beam, ain't no way I'ma miss 'em
Moosey with me, he itchin' to spliff 'em
Sippin' wock, yeah, my niggas, they grinchin'
If I don't got the gun, got the pokey
Bitch, you was a treesh, why the fuck would you post me?
And I heard y'all was looking for Breezo
Brand new Glock and I shoot through the peephole
Caught him lackin', got put in a pre-roll
'Cause we spinning your block on a Revel or Veo
Bacardi, no Henny
We back to the telly
Yeah, shawty a leg, so she sucking up
I might just spin and go crazy
Yeah, I'm a Rockabye baby
Look, AMG nigga, we speeding
She give me top in a Hellcat Demon (Yeah)
She popping a titty, she teasing
Cashed out on Amiri's new drip for the season
Look,
don't get you tied up like a noose, I pray to my God ain't no way I'ma lose
Damn, yeah, Mani he fiending to boom
I walk in the spot and I shake up the room
Breezo bitch, yeah, I'm 'bout all the action
Fuck the boys, I ain't see nothing happen
If you ask for the feature, I'm taxing
Gotta get to the breesh, yeah, I'm all about backends
Fuck her once then I'm fuckin' her bestie
If her body look nice, call her sexy
Bitch I'm ready to blow like a Pepsi
Bitch I'm always on go, why the fuck would you test me
Niggas know who the best, it ain't up for discussion
Talkin' crazy we click at ya muffin'
We gon' go to the party and clear out the function
Sippin' wock this ain't no Robitussin
And she love the way I get it and flip it
Kickin' works come and get you a ticket
I said I make a call and that nigga go missing
Get some money they say that they made you
Bitch I was grinding I got that on tape too
Fuck what you sayin'
She a thot
Talk out your neck
Spin your block
If I call up shh, he makin' it hot
I been on a mission, climbing to the top
Shawty gave me brain, all up in the drop
'Miri for the jeans
Double G the socks
When I touch down, I need all the breesh
In and out of Vs, I been gettin' knots
Steady off the potion, rollin'
Shawty playin' games, controllin'
Water on my neck, a ocean
I put homie on the court, I'm coachin'
She gon' let me beat it up
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Writer(s): D'andre Galbraith
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