Shake Sum

[Intro]
Fuck, this one— hold up

[Chorus]
Hold up, this one here for the hoes (Hold up)
Cough syrup with no cold (Hold up, hold up, hold up)
Shawty ass got me fucked up (What?)
Shawty ass got me blowed (Say what?)
Old-ass niggas washed up, callin' these lil' niggas mold (Washed up, washed)
Came in here with a bankroll, no, that bitch can't fold (What?)
Came in here with a bankroll, no, that bitch can't fold, hold up

[Verse 1]
Niggas know I'm FN, shoutout Takeshi
I'm fuckin' a ho, yeah, we fuck up the bed sheets
Yeah, I'm going Bazo, yeah, fuck a Van Cleef
I been trappin' like a sport, I might put on a leg sleeve (Fuck a leg)
I might kick a lil' bitch out, goddamn, I feel like Messi (I feel like Messi)
Edges laid, I'm bad as fuck, but no, a lil' nigga ain't sissy (What?)
Number (N)ine up on my tee, I got this Number (N)ine and Rickie (Say what?)
I got my idols hatin', they don't like what I'm doin'
I know that he schizophrenic, but we still gon' do it (I don't give a fuck)
I don't give a fuck 'bout none of these pussies
Shawty, I'm still gon' shoot it (I don't give a fuck)
I ain't never see him outside, he's so pussy, I knew it (Woah-woah)
He's so pussy (Woah; he's a bitch)
He's a pussy (This one here for the hoes; blatt, blatt)
He's a pussy (Woah, slatt, this one—, hold up)
He's a pussy (What? What?)

[Chorus]
Hold up, this one here for the hoes (Hold up)
Cough syrup with no cold (Hold up, hold up, hold up)
Shawty ass got me fucked up (What?)
Shawty ass got me blowed (Say what?)
Old-ass niggas washed up, callin' these lil' niggas mold (Washed up, washed)
This one here for the hoes (Hold up)
Cough syrup with no cold (Hold up, hold up, hold up)
Shawty ass got me fucked up (What?)
Shawty ass got me blowed (Say what?)
Old-ass niggas washed up, callin' these lil' niggas mold (Washed up, washed)
Came in here with a bankroll, no, that bitch can't fold (Bitch can't fold, what?)
Came in here with a bankroll (What?), no, that bitch can't fold (Say what?)
Came in here with a bankroll (What?), no, that bitch can't fold (Say what?)
Came in here with a bankroll (What?), no, that bitch can't fold (Let's go)

[Verse 2]
On my phone talkin' 'bout peace (All that cap)
I'm tryna paint this picture, Mona Lis' (I'm tryna tell you, bitch)
I'm tryna tell you that you cannot fuck with me (I'm tryna tell ya)
I'm tryna tell ya, got this rap shit on a leash (Yeah)
Shit, I'm tryna tell ya, I'm a boss, bitch, I'm gon' leave (What?)
Shit, I'm tryna tell ya, I got Issey Miyake (Let's go)
I just got done fuckin' two old freaks (Woah)
I just got done fuckin' two old freaks (Woah, woah), fuck