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Master Shifu
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Master Shifu was released on December 18, 2025 by Wave Dept. as a part of the album Master Shifu - Single
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Release DateDecember 18, 2025
LabelWave Dept.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Texaco $hawty
Texaco $hawty
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Becoate
Christian Becoate
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Texaco $hawty
Texaco $hawty
Producer
wasxnn2k
wasxnn2k
Co-Producer

Lyrics

She said that she love me, she know that I don't
Pack zipped up shit fresh off the boat
Wavey gang baby shawty like how I float
Baby throwing subs, give a fuck about a post
G23 **** tuck it in the coat
Chop kick back got em' leaning like Joe
Unc in the kitchen **** chopping like Po
Tex Biggavell **** stealing my flow
Came to the crib made a movie like Regal
Plug kick work **** Lu Master Shifu
Choppa'll inject a **** know this shit lethal
Another interception, know i'm finna teach you
Heard his trap blessing, know we finna breach em
Bitch on her knee like a young **** preaching
Trappin on Sundays plug he a deacon
Stay up in the field making plays like Kennan
Yeen getting money how the fuck is we beefing
3.5 in the marley i'm chiefing
Guap in the Trues better know this shit peaking
Got her out her body made a little bitch leak
Beating up the block trap jumping all week
Handing off a sack **** run it like Zeke
B.M.F baby blowing money like Meech
Don't try and slide when i'm hitting my peak
Dont try to bug my twin he a geek
Big F & N bring you down to your knees
Fresh off the coast with some pound of the Keisha
Twin up a chop make it sing like Aretha
Ain't serving a dub, ain't serving a G
Trap on pilates we staying moving Ps
I ball like in scotty give me 33
Nar Bucks up a shotty burn em third degree
I mastered the wave give me my degree
Came for the eighth but it's only Ps
She throwing Kirk (neck) baby give the keys
Told her this not a drill like i'm Veeze
Run a 4.3 to the guap like Tyreek
Came to the crib and no doubt she a freak
Tried to eat for the work but no pack for the free
Better not walk out the spot with my breesh
She see that we flexing and bringing a check in she wanna be down lil baby a leech
Can't ride the train i got limited seats
Walk in the spot finna leave em' deceased
Been smoking za you can check the receipts
Won't cuff a thot what the fuck is she thinking
Bro up a chop hit his top like Lincoln
Ain't with the wave then a dumb **** sinking
Feen need the work ran straight to the block
Clean up the trap new pack finna drop
Baby hit the crib goin down like Joc
Up a Gen 5 bald heads like Pac
White boy sturdy finna shoot it like Stockton
Gang stay behind me **** feeling like Crockett
Ooter up a chop finna cook, Betty Crock shit
Think she in the picture better tell a hoe stop
Get out the way better know this shit cropped
She don't got the answer told a bitch you ain't Grok
Plug name Dwayne, know the block getting hot
Two Tone Wesson know the bitch got a dot
Runnin out of Za told the plug gotta cop
**** finna glo like Andy Milonakis
Fuck her bestfriend had to do it for the plot
Been getting money know this shit'll never stop
She said that she love me, she know that I don't
Pack zipped up shit fresh off the boat
Wavey gang baby shawty like how I float
Baby throwing subs, give a fuck about a post
G23 **** tuck it in the coat
Chop kick back got em' leaning like Joe
Unc in the kitchen **** chopping like Po
Tex Biggavell **** stealing my flow
Written by: Christian Becoate
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