Shenanigans ft. Moni Mint Stone Lyrics

Yeaaa yea

Aye aye aye aye BITCH

One more time

Yeaaa yea

Aye aye look

Don't act like you don't no a young nigga goated

This shit is off top but I feel like I wrote it

I used to take walks to the plant when it's snowing

Now it's uphill like I'm Grant in Detroit

Now I'm declining women from Canton to Troy

Foot on the pedal, stop playing with these boys

I'm on a new level I damage these boys

You might get the beats, how I cancel the noise

Man I keep on snapping like good poems

When I shoot my shot I got good form

I'm not doing drive-bys I look for em

Plenty fish on my rod that got hook on

I don't follow trends, I just make a wave

Top Tier baller, they pay me to play

I'll take the wheel, whip it like a slave

Take a break, let me finish out the wave

Bags moving, don't care what it takes

I run in, they get to running out the way

Lanes moving slow, niggas get replaced

Activated, bumping Sada, switching lanes

Type of nigga keep the sword on the cane

Undertaker, tombstone em if he lame

Fuck is y'all thinking

Nigga wake up, y'all niggas keep dreaming nigga

Man I don't fake nothing, if I said it I mean it

If you ain't my friend, that's the way we gone keep it

Facing this pen, trying to wrestle my demons

Shit on the mic, leave the studio reeking

Stacking this bag it'll be here by the weekend

Stepping to me, leave a bitch nigga leaking

Hold on, what was that? Nothing

I'll cancel this motherfucking beat like Fee wasn't speaking

Nigga this is nonsense

Chilling in my zone, in my conscience

Blunt lit and I'm high as a continent

Flowing through the air with no context

Just confidence

Bitch move while I back innn

Mr. Krabs, don't spend, I be stackinnn

Make a lil sponge bitch do the back bend

Bitch flexible

Whole body adjustable

Would've thought it was extraterrestrial

Or damn near celestial, she a goddess

I eat it like a vegetable with no problem

Ya dawg give her raw meat, with no condom

Sausage

Don't act like you don't no a young nigga goated

This shit is off top but I feel like I wrote it

I used to take walks to the plant when it's snowing

Now it's uphill like I'm Grant in Detroit

Now I'm declining women from Canton to Troy

Foot on the pedal, stop playing with these boys

I'm on a new level I damage these boys

You might get the beats, how I cancel the noise

I don't follow trends, I just make a wave

Top Tier baller, they pay me to play

I'll take the wheel, whip it like a slave

Take a break, let me finish out the wave

Fuck is y'all thinking

Nigga wake up, y'all niggas keep dreaming nigga

Man I don't fake nothing, if I said it I mean it

If you ain't my friend, that's the way we gone keep it

Facing this pen, trying to wrestle my demons

Shit on the mic, leave the studio reeking

Stacking this bag it'll be here by the weekend

Stepping to me, leave a bitch nigga leaking

Hold on, what was that? Nothing

I'll cancel this motherfucking beat like Fee wasn't speaking nigga