SHAKIN' BACK

Yeah, I pop right through these pills, like I don't know the meaning of what

I see right through myself, like I don't know my demons or what

You say that you've been real, but tell me what's it mean anymore

Yeah, I guess now I know the deal, we just need some leisure

Ay, shakin' back and now my wrist and neck look like a freezer

Jumpin' out the ghost, bitch, I got my fees up

Like I don't do the most, my bitch look like Ibiza

My shooter love to tot, ain't crip, ain't got no B's up

My homie from the go, he stay down, always tee'd up

Like how you know the ropes, drop a four, another liter

I've been crashin' out, so throwed, put my club fee on a Visa