​shuffle

[Intro: reefuh & Caponeti]
(I have to kill you)
Ah, ah, ah
(This Chicago, nigga)
Where slime at?
Where twin? (Ah, ah, ah)
I need everybody, I mean everybody (Yeah, yeah)
To turn up (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Caponeti]
Shout out my brothers that putting in muscle
I hit a play, make it back, that's a double
I'm not a rat, I'm in love w the truffle
It's me and lil' reefuh, you niggas in trouble, oh
I'm sorry for burstin' your bubble
He catch a hollow, he hitting the shuffle
I'm in this bitch with my twin and we rumble
And we tryna flip an M to a W
Bailout, I hit your bitch then I bail out
I left this bitch out in Bel Air
Screamin', "Free all my kin out the jailhouse"
I know me and brothers done fell out
But that new check in, uh
She want a Bent' Bentayga, that's her best friend
I'ma hit her first, then hit her best friend
Really seem like he wanna meet the Smith & Wesson
Met a shawty straight from off the West End
With the footwork locked her ass a lethal weapon

[Chorus: Caponeti]
Cliqued up with these bitches, say they twin sisters, uh
I don't give a fuck if they was real sisters
Like, why she screamin'? I just stuck my tip in her
Like, too much fuckin money to be pissed with ya'
And the doctor passed the cup, he told me, "Piss in it"
Put the mud over the ice and then you sip with it
We got hollows if you wanna get your shit fitted
And my pockets hella green a lot of big spinach
In the mall, get it all, bitch, I'm a big spender
Hella Rugers in this bitch and you a wing dinner
You not dodging fuckin' bullets, not an Airbender
Stack my money wall to wall, this shit like Kris Jenner

[Verse 2: reefuh]
Yeah, I get bread while I piss, slide with a .40, got set up by shorty
I might as well shoot up your bitch, end up in a ditch
Crackers in a coma, not wise to talk that shit
Got a pound in that Tacoma (I'd die behind this brick, oh yeah)
Fiends love these drugs
He could eat a donut, but can he digest a slug?
I'm like, "Where slime at? Where slime at?" I'm lookin' for the plug
You can't time that, this .9'll leave you lying in yo' blood
Strippers got broke boys out here dying in the club
Airforce shit, gang fly in from above
And my shooter got bad aim, he like Matt Ryan in the clutch
Boy, this Ruger turn your brain into a mine of OG kush
Boy, we'll do ya', stick a ruler, it'll line his brother up

[Bridge: reefuh]
I'm gettin' so damn tired of that
She want me inside of that, I'll be back next Saturday
Caps flyin' left and right, shit, I'm 'bout to graduate
Come in with that drac', I go ham, singin' happy days

[Chorus: Caponeti]
Cliqued up with these bitches, say they twin sisters, uh
I don't give a fuck if they was real sisters
Like, why she screamin'? I just stuck my tip in her
Like, too much fuckin money to be pissed with ya'
And the doctor passed the cup, he told me, "Piss in it"
Put the mud over the ice and then you sip with it
We got hollows if you wanna get your shit fitted
And my pockets hella green a lot of big spinach
In the mall, get it all, bitch, I'm a big spender
Hella Rugers in this bitch and you a wing dinner
You not dodging fuckin' bullets, not an Airbender
Stack my money wall to wall, this shit like Kris Jenner