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Lyrify.me

Earthquake by TheRealPIT Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2019

[Intro]
Karltin
Yeah, turn me up, Blow
Shit, you know what it is (Ayy)

[Chorus]
I can make your trap have an earthquake (Earthquake)
Got these niggas mad I make the earth shake (The earth shake)
Keep it solid while these other niggas milkshakes (They milkshakes)
Time to separate the whole real from the fake (From the fake)
I can make your trap have an earthquake (Earthquake)
Got these niggas mad I make the earth shake (The earth shake)
Keep it solid while these other niggas milkshakes (They milkshakes)
Time to separate the whole real from the fake (From the fake)

[Verse 1]
Ayy, bitch, I'm boomin', no hustle proven, don't make me lose it
Bitches choosin', but I can't do it, the money movin'
Got me groovin', totin' a tooly, nah, I ain't no fooly
Dressed in Gucci, diamonds, they on me, they shinin' on me
Remember them days when I was hungry, had to get off my ass
Went get that cash, I was down bad, I ain't goin' back
Just a young nigga with an eightball in his socks
Fuck around and beat him with a pool ball in a sock
Had to crawl 'fore I walked, scream 'fore I talked, paid the cost just to be the boss
Move to the gang, I don't need the fame, ain't no love in the game
Had to crawl 'fore I walked, scream 'fore I talked, paid the cost just to be the boss
Move to the gang, I don't need the fame, ain't no love in the game, game
[Chorus]
I can make your trap have an earthquake (Earthquake)
Got these niggas mad I make the earth shake (The earth shake)
Keep it solid while these other niggas milkshakes (They milkshakes)
Time to separate the whole real from the fake (From the fake)
I can make your trap have an earthquake (Earthquake)
Got these niggas mad I make the earth shake (The earth shake)
Keep it solid while these other niggas milkshakes (They milkshakes)
Time to separate the whole real from the fake (From the fake)

[Verse 2]
See the game changed just a little bit, but not a lot now
But it still play like chess, everybody flowin', tryna finesse
Gotta be careful who come to the nest
Gotta stay strapped when even gettin' dressed
'Cause I'ma take shots and hit nothin' but nets
I'ma take shots and hit nothin' but nets, yes
See I do it how I want to, 'cause I do it like a boss do
COD, I can't front you, couldn't do it if I want to
Ain't no runnin' off, I'ma get you back, do you bad, how you love that?
Gotta get the cash, gotta fill a bag, tell me, boy, where the drugs at?
Got me drippin' sauce, call it super sauce, see the hoes, yeah, they love that
Gotta pour it up, then I whip it up, yeah, you know I keep it muddy
Gotta get the money, married to the money, yeah, you know that I'm a husband
Southern with the swag, Southern with the flow, yeah, you know I'm from the Dirty
[Chorus]
I can make your trap have an earthquake (Earthquake)
Got these niggas mad I make the earth shake (The earth shake)
Keep it solid while these other niggas milkshakes (They milkshakes)
Time to separate the whole real from the fake (From the fake)
I can make your trap have an earthquake (Earthquake)
Got these niggas mad I make the earth shake (The earth shake)
Keep it solid while these other niggas milkshakes (They milkshakes)
Time to separate the whole real from the fake (From the fake)