Shook

Lyrics

[Intro: Mac Critter] (Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit) Turn it up, nigga Whole lotta members in this bitch with me, nigga We got these niggas shook, on God [Chorus: Mac Critter] Money's all I been thinkin' (Thinkin') CTS-V, not a Lincoln (C) Look at my money, your money shrinkin' (Shrinkin') Racks in my pocket, my shit lookin' wrinkled (Wrinkled) Got a department, Lanvins (Lanvins) I seen my moment and grabbed it (Grab it) Ho wash it up, stab it (Stab it) When it come to hustle, nigga laggin' (Laggin') Cartier watch, not a Patek (Burr) My mouth a whole lot of carats (Carats) See, I really got three hundred thou' on my neck, I ain't braggin' (Braggin') He broke as hell, fly her to Cali (Cali) Fly her to Skyami (Skyami) You got a passport, we go to Jamaica (Jamaica) In my country, I buy a whole lot of acres, yeah (Acres) All that raw Wock', fuck the chaser (Chasеr) Fuck her, won't chase her (Chasе her) [Verse 1: Mac Critter] Mixin' this purp' and this yellow, sip Laker (Laker) Can't none of these bitches lie like I date her (Date her) Shoot a hundred, bet a hundred I bait her Everybody gotta eat at this table (Table) Switches and 7.62s leave a hole like a bagel (Bagel) Pourin' up this purple, I'm sippin' this Raider (Raider) I put this dick in her, now I can't shake her (Shake her) I put this dick on her, now I can't shake her (Shake her) Backdoor, takin' shit down, finessin' (Go) All of my opps come lay down, it's a blessin' (Blessin') Switches and semis and 7.62s, shit get messy (Brrt) When I pop out, shit get ugly, get hectic (Boom-boom, brrt) Broke-ass niggas be trollin' on metal (Metal) Hollow tip, cop killer, or the full metal (Boom) Shake up 392 Scats, mash the pedal (Go) Glock 17 with the switch, no Beretta (Beretta) Fuck her for ten hours, think I'm the devil (Devil) Niggas go broke and can't keep it together ('Gether) These niggas flodgin' with that nigga revenue (Revenue) These niggas flodgin' with that nigga re-up (Broke-ass nigga) Ready to drop some bodies, better D up (D up) I be in a nigga ho's house with my feet up (Feet up) Nigga, I push that P up (P up) Freaky ho pussy get beat up (Beat up) [Chorus: Mac Critter] Money's all I been thinkin' (Thinkin') CTS-V, not a Lincoln (C) Look at my money, your money shrinkin' (Shrinkin') Racks in my pocket, my shit lookin' wrinkled (Wrinkled) Got a department, Lanvins (Lanvins) I seen my moment and grabbed it (Grab it) Ho wash it up, stab it (Stab it) When it come to hustle, nigga laggin' (Laggin') Cartier watch, not a Patek (Burr) My mouth a whole lot of carats (Carats) See, I really got three hundred thou' on my neck, I ain't braggin' (Braggin') He broke as hell, fly her to Cali (Cali) Fly her to Skyami (Skyami) You got a passport, we go to Jamaica (Jamaica) In my country, I buy a whole lot of acres, yeah (Acres) All that raw Wock', fuck the chaser (Chaser) Fuck her, won't chase her (Chase her) [Verse 2: FTO Sett] Blowin' this shit, I got too much fetty Scream or somethin', this shit can get scary (Ahh) What you saw? Boogieman, boo One man shoot like a two man [?] [?] shots that I send straight to 'em Fuck 'em, binary trigger [?] (Fuck The Opps Crazy) Big-ass pile at the bottom of this chopper Stupid, this right here a [?] CF1, not a regular Cadillac 2023, not a C, it's a Maybach Hellcat motor, 220 my Track' (Rrr) Runnin' through my city, somethin' exotic on my lap (Exotic) Bad bitch foreign, out of state, from the South (From the South) I'm addicted to her, throw her to Critter when I come out (Savage) This Crook move shit, nigga never turn off (Crook) This shit right here gon' get me set for life (Get me set for life) Takin' him down, that boy look nice (Look nice) His bitch gon' go with me over tonight (She comin' with me) I'm ruinin' his life He ain't got a hope or a faith in the [?] no more, that boy [?] back twice (He ain't got no hope) I know the feeling, I done got back three times (I done got back, nigga) [?], then I'm leavin' (Every time I fail) My face bigger than a picture I pictured (I'm bigger than what I thought I was) You feel me? [Chorus: Mac Critter] Money's all I been thinkin' (Thinkin') CTS-V, not a Lincoln (C) Look at my money, your money shrinkin' (Shrinkin') Racks in my pocket, my shit lookin' wrinkled (Wrinkled) Got a department, Lanvins (Lanvins) I seen my moment and grabbed it (Grab it) Ho wash it up, stab it (Stab it) When it come to hustle, nigga laggin' (Laggin') Cartier watch, not a Patek (Burr) My mouth a whole lot of carats (Carats) See, I really got three hundred thou' on my neck, I ain't braggin' (Braggin') He broke as hell, fly her to Cali (Cali) Fly her to Skyami (Skyami) You got a passport, we go to Jamaica (Jamaica) In my country, I buy a whole lot of acres, yeah (Acres) All that raw Wock', fuck the chaser (Chaser) Fuck her, won't chase her (Chase her)