SHADE by RichDelta Lyrics
(HOOK)1
Don’t mistake the love for the hate
He say that he real, but he really fake
You the type n*gga write on a statement
I can’t link witchu I’m getting paid
He think I’m slipping cause I be faded
But this heat on me, I feel like Wade
These n*ggas sweet these n*ggas cool-aid
I’m so Hot, got N*ggas throwing Shade
Man Down, Man Down, Man Down, Man Down
All that fake love, make me hit em with the triple cross
I been getting f*cking cake
F*cking cake, f*cking cake
N*ggas calling my phone; Ian got timе to link
(VERSE) 1
Ian wit the funny sh*t, Ian got time for no pranks
Pull up wit a stick and air the crowd out n*ggas thinking sh*t was sweet
F*cking on a forеign b*txh she calling me everyday trynna link
F*cking her from the back, pulling her hair, I be f*cking up her minks
She keep asking why my diamonds wet like the sink
Bout cha pu**y, b*tch I feel the same way
Cut my ex b*txh off she was to fake
Playing b*tches like sh*t was 2K
Diamonds mf shinning, blu ray
Can’t see me , n*gga Charles ray
Cut a n*gga up, no temp fade
Balling on a n*gga, like D Wade
& I been getting this mf Cake
N*ggas always asking to link
I just beat a n*gga a** today
Cause he owee me from yesterday
Pull out the stick, put that sh*t on ya face
I’m getting this money, keep up with the pace
My diamonds be wet; like the mf lake
I eat up the beat like that sh*t was some steak
These n*ggas be cappin, these n*ggas b fraud
I f*ck on his sister, and f*ck on his braud
I play with the p*ssy like it was a toy
That nigga is P*ssy we pulling his card
I roll out the back, I stay smoking on cookie
If he wanna link then he gone have to book me
I’m popping dese perks & I’m feeling so dizzy
I’m saying no kiz but they saying no kizzy
I got to much cake to be beefing bout b*tches
I wip up the pot with a spoon and a skillet
I’m f*cking that b*txh even if she a midget
I pull out the stick , and I swear Ian missing !
Man down , man down , man down , man down
All that fake love, make me hit em wit the triple cross
I been getting f*cking cake, f*cking cake , f*cking cake
Nigga calling my phone, Ian got time to link
Diamonds wet, like the sink
Up the stick , imma aim it
F*cking. On. A model b*tch, p*ssy dripping like a fountain
And her face, what I painted
And these chains, they be tangled
And these n*ggas, they be hating
I got cake, like a bakery!
(HOOK)2
Don’t mistake the love for the hate
He say that he real, but he really fake
You the type n*gga write on a statement
I can’t link witchu I’m getting paid
He think I’m slipping cause I be faded
But this heat on me, I feel like Wade
These n*ggas sweet these n*ggas cool-aid
I’m so Hot, got N*ggas throwing Shade
Man Down, Man Down, Man Down
All this fake love, make me hit em with the triple cross
I been getting f*cking cake
F*cking cake, f*cking cake, f*cking cake
N*ggas calling my phone; Ian got time to link
Don’t mistake the love for the hate
He say that he real, but he really fake
You the type n*gga write on a statement
I can’t link witchu I’m getting paid
He think I’m slipping cause I be faded
But this heat on me, I feel like Wade
These n*ggas sweet these n*ggas cool-aid
I’m so Hot, got N*ggas throwing Shade
Man Down, Man Down, Man Down, Man Down
All that fake love, make me hit em with the triple cross
I been getting f*cking cake
F*cking cake, f*cking cake
N*ggas calling my phone; Ian got timе to link
(VERSE) 1
Ian wit the funny sh*t, Ian got time for no pranks
Pull up wit a stick and air the crowd out n*ggas thinking sh*t was sweet
F*cking on a forеign b*txh she calling me everyday trynna link
F*cking her from the back, pulling her hair, I be f*cking up her minks
She keep asking why my diamonds wet like the sink
Bout cha pu**y, b*tch I feel the same way
Cut my ex b*txh off she was to fake
Playing b*tches like sh*t was 2K
Diamonds mf shinning, blu ray
Can’t see me , n*gga Charles ray
Cut a n*gga up, no temp fade
Balling on a n*gga, like D Wade
& I been getting this mf Cake
N*ggas always asking to link
I just beat a n*gga a** today
Cause he owee me from yesterday
Pull out the stick, put that sh*t on ya face
I’m getting this money, keep up with the pace
My diamonds be wet; like the mf lake
I eat up the beat like that sh*t was some steak
These n*ggas be cappin, these n*ggas b fraud
I f*ck on his sister, and f*ck on his braud
I play with the p*ssy like it was a toy
That nigga is P*ssy we pulling his card
I roll out the back, I stay smoking on cookie
If he wanna link then he gone have to book me
I’m popping dese perks & I’m feeling so dizzy
I’m saying no kiz but they saying no kizzy
I got to much cake to be beefing bout b*tches
I wip up the pot with a spoon and a skillet
I’m f*cking that b*txh even if she a midget
I pull out the stick , and I swear Ian missing !
Man down , man down , man down , man down
All that fake love, make me hit em wit the triple cross
I been getting f*cking cake, f*cking cake , f*cking cake
Nigga calling my phone, Ian got time to link
Diamonds wet, like the sink
Up the stick , imma aim it
F*cking. On. A model b*tch, p*ssy dripping like a fountain
And her face, what I painted
And these chains, they be tangled
And these n*ggas, they be hating
I got cake, like a bakery!
(HOOK)2
Don’t mistake the love for the hate
He say that he real, but he really fake
You the type n*gga write on a statement
I can’t link witchu I’m getting paid
He think I’m slipping cause I be faded
But this heat on me, I feel like Wade
These n*ggas sweet these n*ggas cool-aid
I’m so Hot, got N*ggas throwing Shade
Man Down, Man Down, Man Down
All this fake love, make me hit em with the triple cross
I been getting f*cking cake
F*cking cake, f*cking cake, f*cking cake
N*ggas calling my phone; Ian got time to link