Don Toliver
Shacking Up
[Intro]
(Drum Addicts)
(Hit-Boy)

[Chorus]
Six-speed, hittin' all the bumps in the backseat
Shot a man down, then I had to hit the backstreet (Bah, bah)
I'm so tired of your evil ways
I'm so tired of the games you play
It's all cool until I fuck it up
Dranked out in my house, I'm on that double cup
I see you slackin' off, you need to slack it up (You slackin' off)
Over there with that bitch, know you shackin’ up

[Post-Chorus]
Ice on me, it hits like them Cali clubs (Yeah)
Re-rock my chicken then I let it flood (Ooh)
From my understanding, you're kinda hard to work with
You go there with cheddar, you leave that bitch with a broke wrist

[Verse]
Pardon myself or maybe pardon my mind
I be still in the trap, I might just whip up a nine
I might call up lil' shawty and fuck that bitch from behind
I know I seen you, woah, 'cause you be watchin' my shine
Escalated, jaded, baby, you crossfaded
This that big boss talk but ain't no way, baby
Sum like crack in the 80's, I got my ins and outs (Ayy)
I call my hitter, babe (Ayy)
He lay low, shoot your house (House)
Paper, paper cuts on me
Too much money, Schmoney Dance on me
Got your bitch, she doin' hunnids on E
Came through, la-di, da-di, blowin' this weed, yeah, ayy
[Chorus]
Six-speed, hittin' all the bumps in the backseat
Shot a man down, then I had to hit the backstreet (Bah, bah)
I'm so tired of your evil ways
I'm so tired of the games you play
It's all cool until I fuck it up
Dranked out in my house, I'm on that double cup
I see you slackin' off, you need to slack it up (You slackin' off)
Over there with that bitch, know you shackin’ up

[Post-Chorus]
Ice on me, it hits like them Cali clubs (Yeah)
Re-rock my chicken then I let it flood (Ooh)
From my understanding, you're kinda hard to work with
You go there with cheddar, you leave that bitch with a broke wrist