This is a song about "Shook fetish"

Shook ones get crooked funds for being wack

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

I do the bookie, you do the matchie, you're catchy! got me shook

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

Tryna make the perfect odds like he got a fetish

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

Never gonna stop more flow than a shook soda pop

Because i'd only need one, even then you'd still get shook

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless

And mobb deep was runnin' shook ones, they was meant for this