(Megan Ryte)
Big for now
Make some shake
I wanna like
Ooh, bitch (Oh yeah)
Fall through
Make some shake, make some, make some shake
Make some shake, make some, tryna make you shake (I wanna make plans with you)
Make some shake (Make some shake, make some), make some, make some shake
Make some shake (Make some shake, make some), make some, make some shake
Fall through
Make some shake, make some, make some shake
Make some shake, make some, tryna make you shake (I wanna make plans with you)
Make some shake (Make some shake, make some), make some, make some shake
Make some shake (Make some shake, make some), make some, make some shake
Ayy, yeah, ayy
Benihana's in the studio (Yum), leftovers, you know how it go (Yeah)
Might stick it in the booty hole (Ooh), where I cum nobody knows (No)
You got an assistant or somethin'? How can I get time with you? (Come on)
Not often I'm sharin' my light, but how can I get shine with you?
Let's get a fifth of the Hen' (Yeah), write me down, pencil me in (Yeah)
Liquor, it give me the spins (Ayy), Henny it did it again to me (Woo)
Pour up, get drunk up, I'm fucked up, you fucked up, we fucked up, whenever you
Fall through
Make some shake, make some, make some shake
Make some shake, make some, tryna make you shake (I wanna make plans with you)
Make some shake (Make some shake, make some), make some, make some shake
Make some shake (Make some shake, make some), make some, make some shake
Fall through
Make some shake, make some, make some shake
Make some shake, make some, tryna make you shake (I wanna make plans with you)
Make some shake (Make some shake, make some), make some, make some shake
Make some shake (Make some shake, make some), make some, make some shake
If I can give her my all, yeah
If I can give her my all
Swear that we never gon' fall apart
Show you visions I see in my thoughts
All of them things I see in the dark
Know if I can live that we ball
Money in my pockets Benjis apart
Rack up them thousands play from the start
If you intend to place on your mark
Pint of good drank, I'm pourin' two litres
We can go and chill, we smokin' good reefer
Pound of good dope, we flow off the meter
She my lil' goalie, lil' mami a keeper
It's all about racks, yeah, I keep them intact
Shorty fall through and she all on my back
Flippa don't move 'less I'm holdin' my mack
Louis V buckle, threads that I rep
I whip the foreign, what's up with the pole in the trunk
If they front then I hit 'em with treason
It's all for you, do whatever we do, we can fuck in the coupe every morning, no reason
Talk about facts, I can state that
Do the whole dash in a Maybach
Shorty fall through, let me take that
Won't you fall through, we can't fake that, ayy, ayy
Fall through
Make some shake, make some, make some shake
Make some shake, make some, tryna make you shake (I wanna make plans with you)
Make some shake (Make some shake, make some), make some, make some shake
Make some shake (Make some shake, make some), make some, make some shake
Fall through
Make some shake, make some, make some shake
Make some shake, make some, tryna make you shake (I wanna make plans with you)
Make some shake (Make some shake, make some), make some, make some shake
Make some shake (Make some shake, make some), make some, make some shake