Shut Up
(ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
(We gon' be okay)
I think I'm lit, jumping fence, yeah
She on my dick 'cause I'm the shit
Said, "Shut up, bitch, it need some spit," hold up
And the stick might need a grip, hold up, yeah
Ain't no bitch, I act stiff on 'em, yeah
And I think it's a glitch, 'cause now I'm big on 'em (what?)
Ain't threw that pitch and now they pissed off
Ella ho, she my pit stop
Yeah, I can't go, no, save no bitch, dog
Yeah, say she my sitch', but she got sent off
Yeah, that bitch off the wall like some Vans though, uh
And she suck my balls like a fan now, yeah, yeah
Come fuck with the band, come fuckin' fan out (slut, slut)
Uh, you can't have me, you can have my mans now
Yeah, I'm in a slut truck, not a van
She pull my pants down (slut)
I think she want what's in my pants now (what?)
I think I'm lit, jumping fence, yeah (ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
She on my dick 'cause I'm the shit
Said, "Shut up, bitch, it need some spit," hold up (we gon' be okay)
And the stick might need a grip, hold up, yeah
Ain't no bitch, I act stiff on 'em, yeah
And I think it's a glitch, 'cause now I'm big on 'em (what?)
Ain't threw that pitch and now they pissed off
Ella ho, she my pit stop
Yeah, I can't go, no, save no bitch, dog
(ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
(We gon' be okay)
(We gon' be okay)
I think I'm lit, jumping fence, yeah
She on my dick 'cause I'm the shit
Said, "Shut up, bitch, it need some spit," hold up
And the stick might need a grip, hold up, yeah
Ain't no bitch, I act stiff on 'em, yeah
And I think it's a glitch, 'cause now I'm big on 'em (what?)
Ain't threw that pitch and now they pissed off
Ella ho, she my pit stop
Yeah, I can't go, no, save no bitch, dog
Yeah, say she my sitch', but she got sent off
Yeah, that bitch off the wall like some Vans though, uh
And she suck my balls like a fan now, yeah, yeah
Come fuck with the band, come fuckin' fan out (slut, slut)
Uh, you can't have me, you can have my mans now
Yeah, I'm in a slut truck, not a van
She pull my pants down (slut)
I think she want what's in my pants now (what?)
I think I'm lit, jumping fence, yeah (ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
She on my dick 'cause I'm the shit
Said, "Shut up, bitch, it need some spit," hold up (we gon' be okay)
And the stick might need a grip, hold up, yeah
Ain't no bitch, I act stiff on 'em, yeah
And I think it's a glitch, 'cause now I'm big on 'em (what?)
Ain't threw that pitch and now they pissed off
Ella ho, she my pit stop
Yeah, I can't go, no, save no bitch, dog
(ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
(We gon' be okay)
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Writer(s): Gunner Shepardson, William Dale Minnix Iii
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