STFU

Shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up
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Man, shut the fuck up, I ain't tryna hear shit
It's too early (Shut the fuck up)
From New Jersey to my name on the back of a new jersey
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I'm crazy as fuck like five hours after 2:30
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You ain't talking about money, then shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up
Big yachts, penthouse, fast life, Abu Dhabi
Bitch, don't spill no liquor in my Bugatti
Fuck what a hater say, try me, it's a kamikaze
Bow, bow, bow like I'm well-respected in Nagasaki
Yeah, I've been in this shit
Four decades and still killing this shit
Kiss them rings, I'm winning and shit
You talkin' a lot, nigga, ain't doing enough
Man, shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up

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Get fucked up

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Shh, shh, shh, shh-shh, boo-boo
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Yeah, let me get through
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Diesel, bless up
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Yeah
They be saying I be doing too much, but I ain't gon' stop
I don't really need your bitch
Every time that I see your bitch I know the pussy gon' pop
And I know I seem so rich
But it's really just a clean outfit and a medium cock
Big dick energy coming out on everything I spit
Autotune got it sounding like beep-bop-bip, nigga, peep my shit
Goddamn, I'm cooking 'em
Fricasse a nigga, I ain't gotta look at him
Make the whole crowd shut the fuck up like I'm in a library
I'm about to throw a book at 'em
Good Lord, I rock this set
Promoters really 'bout to get they pockets checked
Black ass nigga showing up in a black outfit
Bitch, you ain't unlock me yet
Pull up, pull up with about six fat hoes
Big truck rolling on six wheels
Ice-icebox gave me that tic-tac-toe, bitch, I'm kind of a big deal
I'll never knock on how a nigga get that dough
But I just gotta say real quick: chill
I never needed you niggas to fuck with me
'cause trust me, G, your bitch will
Bitch, ew, what's that smell? Money out the ass, I'm stuffed as hell
Checks too big, they don't come in the mail
I'm a problem plus I got enough to bail
Hey, Diesel, they really love us though
Shoot that shot, buddy up that sco'
It's a stick up, you either go get up or touch the floor
Shut the fuck up, bro

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Shut the fuck up, bro

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