Shake ft. JussAngel Lyrics

I'm smoking runts

I'm smoking cake

Perkys in my bag, i'ma mix em til' it break

She don't got no cheeks, man that shit don't even shake

I'm smoking runts

I'm smoking cake

Perkys in my bag, i'ma mix em til' it break

She don't got no cheeks, man that shit don't even shake

You a pussy nigga, you close your blinkers when you shoot

When I bust the bag, everybody smell like poot

She won't move the line, need a jigga, tryna boot

Clutching on yo ass, man I think he bout to shoot

Man I call it jigga boo, got the pedal to the floor

Tryna knock the engine loose, and I open up my doors

I drop truffle in my wood, this shit coming out my pores

White girl and a black girl, I need s'more

I can't love you baby, oh not really, I'm not that sure

You can't trust me baby, I done met too many whores

Had to get it off the floor, I meant the mud

Big ass .308, i'm talking missiles like a

I'ma make her hit her knees, bitch don't stop til you see suds

Arm a lighter, I call her Amy, and this bitch a stud

This bitch think i'm the plug, pushing p, i'm tryna shove

When I hit, I use a glove

Big ass, went and caught a rub

I'm smoking cake

Perkys in my bag, i'ma mix em til' it break

She don't got no cheeks, man that shit don't even shake

I'm smoking runts

I'm smoking cake

Perkys in my bag, i'ma mix em til' it break

She don't got no cheeks, man that shit don't even shake

Look

Pretty Boy Dizzy, in the hizzy, fresher than some Downy

Smoking on that cake

You know I face it, sweeter than some brownies

Girl from overseas, tropic thunder, she ain't no Robert Downey

My hoes got a fat ass, no pancakes around me

Young nigga running to the sack, Ja'Daveon Clowney

No bullshit, the hottest nigga out of Richland County

Motherfuckers say going out sad, look he made a frowney

Whole lotta verbs for a bunch of nouns, He

Put me in position, now I'm winning, never felt so better

Shawty gave me head until I'm dead, that pussy got so wetter

Bitch the world revolve around the gang, I'm talking Smith & Wesson

Fuck around and have the campus high, feel like Brayden Weston

Niggas used to talk hella shit, let this be a lesson

Fuckers tried to make me out a curse, knowing I'm a blessing

2 bitches that be down for the mission, they know not to stress it

Shit, I'm tryna see if Miss Caresha gone let me caress it

Smoking runts

I'm smoking cake

Perkys in my bag, i'ma mix em til' it break

She don't got no cheeks, man that shit don't even shake

I'm smoking runts

I'm smoking cake

Perkys in my bag, i'ma mix em til' it break

She don't got no cheeks, man that shit don't even shake

Smoking runts

I'm smoking cake

Perkys in my bag, i'ma mix em til' it break

She don't got no cheeks, man that shit don't even shake

I'm smoking runts

I'm smoking cake

Perkys in my bag, i'ma mix em til' it break

She don't got no cheeks, man that shit don't even shake