Shut Up

Was playing some X for pulled up, I walk in the party like look at me fuck on me I got that sticky the gun on me, saw she was looking I think she in love with me Aye This shirt is expensive lil homie so watch how you moving and do not be touching me Glew up and looking good, they ain't fuck with my vibe when they thought I broke and Was ug-a-ly Fuck what they saying we drinking and lit, like fuck is liver dog Way too turnt I threw up in the river dog Off a xan and the henny gone Eating good like the chef at the benihan Told her I got a face she could sit it on Said her ex had a triple P loan he was living on And his music and ain't kicking off He a lame Game changed they ain't learn to adapt Music ain't popping go get you a pack Hustle something or you wasting your time, get put in line and get sent to the back of it Actually I Been problem before you knew me All them opps that had they done turned to groupies Got a bitch at the show tryna throw some coochie In a white tee, I don't need no Gucci Been the freshest, with or without I got a fetish for money to count I'm betting money on money amounts Trading futures for my future accounts They ain't ready for it though I don't do it they don't pay me for the show How you balling all your shit is rented You don't own you nothing, think you live exquisite Huh Fuck is you talking bout All your homies ain't fam when you not around Go to jail and your bitch isn't holding you down Signed a deal, who controlling you now Word is it isn't you around the town You never been the one no matter what they told you dog, shut up and don't make a sound