Produced by Big KRIT
Hook: Big KRIT
All these broke n!ggas
These lames, these hoes and gold diggers
Gotta shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Shake 'em off, shake'em off
Shake 'em off, shake'em off
Shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Shake 'em off, shake'em off
Shake 'em off, shake'em off
Shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Verse 1: Big KRIT
These n!ggas out here trippin'
Hit the strip club, n!ggas ain't tippin'
I don't hang with them kind of motherfvckers
When you see me in the spot, we be clubbin'
Poppin'bottle after bottle with my kin'
I've been fvcking with my people to the end
Get a Bentley, a Beamer and a Benz
Don't be playin' if you ain't tryna' win
These broke n!ggas, hoes and these lames
They fvckin' up the game
These hoe n!ggas, police and these lames
They fvckin' up the game - All these
Hook: Big KRIT
All these broke n!ggas
These lames, these hoes and gold diggers
Gotta shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Shake 'em off, shake'em off
Shake 'em off, shake'em off
Shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Shake 'em off, shake'em off
Shake 'em off, shake'em off
Shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Verse 2: K Camp
These hoes flexin' on the pvssy
Bought it off the lot and now they lookin'
Forgiatos on them damn exotics
It's ironic, I'm still blowing on that chronic
Move like sonic
It's a lot of bad b!tches in the building
And they all want to fvck a G
Still remaining sucker free
Shoutout KRIT, he fvck with me
He be on that country sh!t
I be on that cool wave
Hunnids in a suitcase
Play the game like 2k
n!gga, fvck what you say
Clean like a new fade
Fresh like a school day
Ho', just play your part
n!gga, play your part
No he wasn't real, he been flexin' from the start
They call me Wave, aye
Hook: Big KRIT
All these broke n!ggas
These lames, these hoes and gold diggers
Gotta shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Shake 'em off, shake'em off
Shake 'em off, shake'em off
Shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Shake 'em off, shake'em off
Shake 'em off, shake'em off
Shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Verse 3: Ludacris
Now, phony b!tches, get the hell off my phone
I'm sittin' on some millions, you still sittin' on chrome
Your bank account is crying cause it's missing all these commas
Seven series Beamer, still livin'with yo' mama
Ain't enough designer shades in the game for you to see
There'll never be a pimp type, light skin, player muthafvcka like me
I'm a G, and I'm a tipper
We never smoke none of the same grades
Drank none of the same liquor
We're not fvcking same b!tches, not slapping the same asses
Eating the same foods or paying the same taxes
Driving the same cars or shop at the same places
When you bend yo'girl over she don't make the same faces
Motherfvcker
Hook: Big KRIT
All these broke n!ggas
These lames, these hoes and gold diggers
Gotta shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Shake 'em off, shake'em off
Shake 'em off, shake'em off
Shake 'em like a motherfvcker
Shake 'em off, shake'em off
Shake 'em off, shake'em off
Shake 'em like a motherfvcker