"Shake That Ass" lyrics
(feat. Ethan Ross)
Back in the booth, I'm back with a baddie
I pull up with a stick, pussy popped like confetti
My blade is tucked, yeah, my blade is ready
Dance, dance to the beat, dance, dance, we get sweaty
You ask what I got, I got too many hunnids
I'm up with the stack, clack-clack, now we run it
I'm back on the map, your bitch finna suck it
Forty make him dance, yeah, my clip go retarded
Yeah, shake that ass, I finna break that back
I finna make that cash, I finna take your shit, bitch
Shake that ass, I finna break that back
I finna make that cash, I finna take your shit, bitch
Okay, I'm the boss, baby, lowkey I'm a God, yeah
Okay, I'm the boss, baby, lowkey I'm a God, ah
Okay, I'm the boss, baby, lowkey I'm a God, yeah
Okay, I'm the boss, baby, lowkey I'm a God
Yeah, ten racks on my body is like pocket money
Finna kill that bitch if he's acting funny
Your bitch finna feel it in her fucking tummy
I'll catch a case, I'll catch a body
Yeah, I rock designer everyday
You cross my path, you fade away
I made ten K like yesterday
I'll rock his ass if he gon' play
Yeah, told her "Shawty, bitch get on me, come ride"
Love a lil' bitch who get a little bit violent
Take this dick, uh huh, I'ma slide it
Oh, fuck her like a ho, I'm doggin'
Fuck, I'm a beast, I'm a wolf, show my teeth
Can we keep this discrete? Fuck, I love when you scream
Yeah, anxious, dangerous, still her favorite
Came to break shit, feels amazing
Stay insane, un-medicated
Baby, come fuck with a mental patient
If you want cash then you better go get it
If you want to move then you better not be tripping
If you always tripping then you better get out
It's E. Ross and KIRAW, you know what we about
Back in the booth, I'm back with a baddie
I pull up with a stick, pussy popped like confetti
My blade is tucked, yeah, my blade is ready
Dance, dance to the beat, dance, dance, we get sweaty
You ask what I got, I got too many hunnids
I'm up with the stack, clack-clack, now we run it
I'm back on the map, your bitch finna suck it
Forty make him dance, yeah, my clip go retarded
I pull up with a stick, pussy popped like confetti
My blade is tucked, yeah, my blade is ready
Dance, dance to the beat, dance, dance, we get sweaty
You ask what I got, I got too many hunnids
I'm up with the stack, clack-clack, now we run it
I'm back on the map, your bitch finna suck it
Forty make him dance, yeah, my clip go retarded
Yeah, shake that ass, I finna break that back
I finna make that cash, I finna take your shit, bitch
Shake that ass, I finna break that back
I finna make that cash, I finna take your shit, bitch
Okay, I'm the boss, baby, lowkey I'm a God, yeah
Okay, I'm the boss, baby, lowkey I'm a God, ah
Okay, I'm the boss, baby, lowkey I'm a God, yeah
Okay, I'm the boss, baby, lowkey I'm a God
Yeah, ten racks on my body is like pocket money
Finna kill that bitch if he's acting funny
Your bitch finna feel it in her fucking tummy
I'll catch a case, I'll catch a body
Yeah, I rock designer everyday
You cross my path, you fade away
I made ten K like yesterday
I'll rock his ass if he gon' play
Yeah, told her "Shawty, bitch get on me, come ride"
Love a lil' bitch who get a little bit violent
Take this dick, uh huh, I'ma slide it
Oh, fuck her like a ho, I'm doggin'
Fuck, I'm a beast, I'm a wolf, show my teeth
Can we keep this discrete? Fuck, I love when you scream
Yeah, anxious, dangerous, still her favorite
Came to break shit, feels amazing
Stay insane, un-medicated
Baby, come fuck with a mental patient
If you want cash then you better go get it
If you want to move then you better not be tripping
If you always tripping then you better get out
It's E. Ross and KIRAW, you know what we about
Back in the booth, I'm back with a baddie
I pull up with a stick, pussy popped like confetti
My blade is tucked, yeah, my blade is ready
Dance, dance to the beat, dance, dance, we get sweaty
You ask what I got, I got too many hunnids
I'm up with the stack, clack-clack, now we run it
I'm back on the map, your bitch finna suck it
Forty make him dance, yeah, my clip go retarded
Writer(s): Ethan Yampolsky, Felix Schubert
