Ziploc City - SHINE

Uh, I'ma shine all summer
I'ma shine all season
I'ma grind till I'm ballin'
Drop top for no reason
Everybody gettin' paid
Everybody in the shade
Everybody gettin' laid
Everybody got it made

Oh my god, here we go
I'm a speed demon on the road
If you tell me stop, I say go
With a capitol G, I got Goals
Met a new bitch, her name Rose
She said my flow cold, I'm so dope
I said my flow cold, I need a coat
Honey, I'm so bold, I breathe hope
Look, I can keep you on your toes
Can't save your ass with this rope
I done tried my best, gotta go
Try to stop the shine, I'm like nope
Nonetheless, I got soul
All you niggas gotta go
All you niggas gotta grow
All you niggas out the door

Uh, check, wait
Niggas be talkin' that shit like they got it like I do, that's funny
Ride it like I do, go dummy
You don't really want this, that's real
Got up on my bullshit, ask Trillz
Tryna run a market, oh God
Tryna be bosses, on God

B-I-G, that's my old name
Count the cash, that's my whole game
Spittin' fire, that propane
Turn me up, I'm so cold, man
Flexin' out on my old flame
Textin' things in my old name
I was born 100, why I gotta change?
Headshots, give me close range
You complain like you got the change
You gon' front like you got the bump
I can give you girl what you want
Sex and lies, baby, won't front, uh
Huh, don't front
Niggas be talkin' that shit like they got it like I do, that's funny
Ride it like I do, go dummy

I'ma shine all summer
I'ma shine all season
I'ma grind till I'm ballin'
Drop top for no reason
Everybody gettin' paid
Everybody in the shade
Everybody gettin' laid
Everybody got it made

Written by:
DIMETRIUS HUDSON

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