S.T.F.U.
Yeah
What's the name of the game where they talking shit for fame
Always dripping like the rain
Hold a finger to their face like sh-sh-shut up
Shut up, shut up, yeah shut up, yeah
What's the name of the game where they got no pinky ring
So they doing shit for fame
Gotta get their clout up like sh-sh-shut up
Shut up, uh yeah, shut up
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
You got me fucked up
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Got drip like water
Don't need no back talk
Yeah
Bad bitch on my arm like settle
Hunter like I got a fucking goose up in the kettle
But I'm coming for your spot like a bitch ain't give a shizzle
And the way I walk holy like there's oil in my bezel (aye)
Fuck that, putting all the weight into the pedal
Distortion in my voice like heavy metal
People will be screaming my name, just give me 12 months
Let this thick little bitch show you how it's done
Shut up
Tell me that you like Trump without saying you like Trump
You can't, Karen avenue
There are so many things I'd rather do than be here with a fearless Republican who follows all the damn rules
Get a textbook, take you back to damn school
Fuck it, I fuck it up, sit up is what I'd rather do
Most viral, fuck your fucking attitude
What's the name of the game where they talking shit for fame
Always dripping like the rain
Hold a finger to their face like sh-sh-shut up
Shut up, shut up, yeah, shut up, yeah
What's the name of the game where they got no pinky ring
So they doing shit for fame
Gotta get their clout up like sh-sh-shut up
Shut up, uh, shut up (aye)
Yeah, yeah
Take me to them hills like Beverly
Legs like a centipede, they can do everything
I can take you church and back, betting on a wedding ring
Whine them hips, put money on everything
All that black, why you always fucking around with that
You could put the money in your rap, but imma be real
Don't need the fucking cash
Shut the fuck up, you acting dumb as fuck
Don't put that shit in music unless you gonna start a movement
You're doing that shit for a buck
Give a fuck about a tummy tuck
I'm gonna get my credit tuck, debt free, living in a house
Making plans for the future way before summer come (I'll do it)
Rule before 2021
I wanna go to Comic-con
Fuck Corona (fuck yeah)
What's the name of the game where they talking shit for fame
Always dripping like the rain
Hold a finger to their face like sh-sh-shut up
Shut up, shut up, yeah shut up, yeah
What's the name of the game where they got no pinky ring
So they doing shit for fame
Gotta get their clout up like sh-sh-shut up
Shut up, uh yeah, shut up
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
You got me fucked up
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Got drip like water
Don't need no back talk
Yeah
Bad bitch on my arm like settle
Hunter like I got a fucking goose up in the kettle
But I'm coming for your spot like a bitch ain't give a shizzle
And the way I walk holy like there's oil in my bezel (aye)
Fuck that, putting all the weight into the pedal
Distortion in my voice like heavy metal
People will be screaming my name, just give me 12 months
Let this thick little bitch show you how it's done
Shut up
Tell me that you like Trump without saying you like Trump
You can't, Karen avenue
There are so many things I'd rather do than be here with a fearless Republican who follows all the damn rules
Get a textbook, take you back to damn school
Fuck it, I fuck it up, sit up is what I'd rather do
Most viral, fuck your fucking attitude
What's the name of the game where they talking shit for fame
Always dripping like the rain
Hold a finger to their face like sh-sh-shut up
Shut up, shut up, yeah, shut up, yeah
What's the name of the game where they got no pinky ring
So they doing shit for fame
Gotta get their clout up like sh-sh-shut up
Shut up, uh, shut up (aye)
Yeah, yeah
Take me to them hills like Beverly
Legs like a centipede, they can do everything
I can take you church and back, betting on a wedding ring
Whine them hips, put money on everything
All that black, why you always fucking around with that
You could put the money in your rap, but imma be real
Don't need the fucking cash
Shut the fuck up, you acting dumb as fuck
Don't put that shit in music unless you gonna start a movement
You're doing that shit for a buck
Give a fuck about a tummy tuck
I'm gonna get my credit tuck, debt free, living in a house
Making plans for the future way before summer come (I'll do it)
Rule before 2021
I wanna go to Comic-con
Fuck Corona (fuck yeah)
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