This is a song about "Shake"

Ass cap, put em in the river

Make the ground shake like a trimmer,

Shake it for the man of the year

Yellow diamonds in my ear

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Im a ghost cant shake me, no escape the curse hovers

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

It might take a crown to boxlot shake

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

You did the shake-shake and i kinda went berserk

Knew it, hey i could shake ya i

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Bite into your bangs, shake the chains.

High: that's why they call us planes