Shake Back Lyrics – Rio Da Yung OG

[Intro]
What you doing? You cooked up something?) Yeah, yeah
(??) s*it, n!gga, ah

[Verse]
Sixty months in the feds, I can take that
Soon as I came home, I had to taste Act’
I see you got a BBL, but can you shake that?
I’m petty, ask the gas station clerk for my chain back (Yeah, this is wack)
Ask around, I got picked up in a Maybach
The vacuum ’round twenty-five hunnid, I paid that
I been gone for three years and eight months, you tryna shake back

So if you really think s*it sweet, where you cake at?
Where your dog s*it? I got petty, paid the drank man in all tens
Worked my way up, I had to crawl in
Spent so much at the Louis store, ain’t had to call in, I do walk-ins
Can’t believe this clip full with some baldheads
In 2018, we drank all red
We ain’t fu*k with Akorn, that’s what you call red?
Old AK-47 same size as (??)
You wanna get some work done, you gonna call Will
We ain’t do no funny camera tricks, bro, this all real
Yeah, I took a deal from EMPIRE
Like some mob deal?
Dropped it in the summer and (??)
Glock popper, screenscraper
White b!tch kind of pale, go get a tan, baby
One-of-one Louis clothes made by
Ham?], baby
I’m really finna do some crazy s*it, nah, I ain’t saying maybe
They gave us ninety for a show, we was only saying eighty
B!tch think I’m finna wear a merch ’cause her friend made it
B!tch, how you still broke? Who is your man, baby?
Right hand, one-twenty, left hand, eighty
Can’t believe I hit this ratchet b!tch and had a damn baby
N!gga, I ain’t let the feds slow me down
I definitely ain’t gon’ let a b!tch hold me now

N!gga, fu*k this glass (??), I’ll throw it down
I got a curfew, I can’t really fu*k, bae, blow me now
Have you ever got some head in a Maybach?
N!gga, I’ll probably drop dead if they make Act’
You know a b!tch ain’t turnt no more, she say, “Take me back”
Ten thousand for a pint of Actavis, I paid that
My b!tch bougie, she’ll never eat no Shake Shack
I drunk Sosa whole eight, he said I’ll pay him back
Only thing I’m really worrying ’bout is getting my weight back
I’m in the yellow school bus off a pink 10
Fifty thousand every two days and I’ma win ten
I’m mad as fu*k, I gotta pee again
‘Cause just drank a whole pint during the weekend
And I don’t want no regular Sprite, give me a remix
My n!gga ice something out of town, that’s some G s*it
.308 bullets make trees split
Your breath stank, only talk when the weed lit
Just let a random n!gga fu*k my b!tch, on my P s*it
Bae, you know you got the best pu*sy if I skeet quick