SHUT UP (feat. Big Sean)

Phone full of options, bank full of bills
Don't do it 'cause I need to, I do it for the thrill
Phone full of options, bank full of bills
Don't do it 'cause I need to, I do it for the thrill

Phone full of options, bank full of bills (yeah)
Stay on trips, but I never take pills
Phone full of options, bank full of bills (nah)
Bills

It's been a couple years since I made a couple mil'
Touched down in the hills, put my stick to the till
And I doubled that, tripled that, new tax bracket (ye-ye-ye)
Talk to me nice in my Northface jacket

Most of these men just mad they can't have it
They bitches plastic, that bitch is a catfish
Oh, so dramatic
And I'm sitting pretty with my lil ass titties winning pageants

Ugh, I'd be mad too, if I was you, baby
So shut up (yeah)

Shut up, shut up
Might throw it in your face just to get you to
Shut up, shut up (yuh, yuh)
Shut up, shut up (yeah)

Shut up, shut up (yuh, yuh)
Might throw it in your face just to get you to
Shut up, shut up
Shut up, shut up

Phone full of options, bank full of bills
Don't do it 'cause I need to, I do it for the thrill
Phone full of options, bank full of bills
Don't do it 'cause I need to, I do it for the thrill

Phone full of options, bank full of bills
Stay on trips, but I never take pills
Phone full of options (uh), bank full of bills (bills, bills)
(Yeah, whoa)

Ay, phone full of options, fucking on a top ten
Bag full of antioxidants for the toxins
Know your ex watching, know they see me locked in
Came from a different angle, I can't be boxed in

Bitch, better read the room like you telepromptin'
And watch how you speak to a nigga (yeah) 'cause I'm not them (yeah)
Old school, pair of gold chains, going Rakim
Batman, Black Man, Billionaire but-

But ain't nobody robbin'
I tell a bad bitch to her face that she grounded
And tell her she on punishment 'til further announcement
She know that I'm daddy, I never been stingy with allowance

Baby girl, good ain't good enough, be astounding
Half the time, she need a man, the other half, counseling
Baby, when you hit the top, gotta stay grounded
I know she scared of heights, so I told her climb the dick, and-

And just don't look down, then (okay, what's up?)
Shut up (yeah)

Shut up, shut up
Might throw it in your face just to get you to
Shut up, shut up (yeah, yeah)
Shut up, shut up (yeah)

Shut up, shut up (yuh, yuh)
Might throw it in your face just to get you to
Shut up, shut up
Shut up, shut up

Uh, shut up (ooh), shut up
Shut up, shut up (yeah)
Shut up, shut up
Might ride your face just to get you to-



Credits
Writer(s): Nolan Lambroza, Uforo Imeh Ebong, Sean Anderson, Julian Harris, Christopher Paul Smith, Giovani Borges, Jessie Reyez
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