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Stfu
Hip-Hop/Rap
Stfu was released on September 29, 2023 by 1375388 Records DK as a part of the album Stfu - Single
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Release DateSeptember 29, 2023
Label1375388 Records DK
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM130

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Phillip Jenkins Polk
Phillip Jenkins Polk
Songwriter

Lyrics

God damn it, shut the fuck up
Can't you see that I'm lit
I'm in the studio, tryna make my momma rich
Shut the fuck up, bitch
Stand down
Recognize when a God is up in this bitch
Here the opps yellin, man down
Make it pop when it's automatic
Told y'all that I'm not finna play round
You **** emotional, I'm non- negotiable
Drown yo sound out, yeah, i'm spitting an ocean full
Flood yo city , when i open the vocal booth
Run up the total view
Bitches so wet
Baywatch too scared to jump in pool
Bobby Boucher, when I leave em with broken bones
Bam bam, and Bobby Brown, cracking the code is pro
Call me the coldest, Sub-Zero's my older bro
Ride by myself, call it intro convertible
Feet off the ground, surfing through concert
I feed off the crowd
Hunger for more, yeah, I need like a hundred more
God damn it, shut the fuck up
Can't you see im wrting hits
I'm in the studio, tryna make my momma rich
Shut the fuck up
Bitch
Let's get it
For rockstar life, I'm ready
When I hop on mics, that's deadly
Like zombie Bruce Lee, I said it
Said it, casino hold my fetish
Fetish , c=notes on my bed with
Bed with , three ho blow my bandwidth
God damn, me no know my limits
Infinity couldn't hold my leverage
You disagree, then your life perish
G-O-D, yeah, he know my merit
Bugs Bunny when I rope my carrots
Cup full of lean, I pour like chalice
Chug kerosene my tone like challenge
I'm on the scene, and yo, type threatened
My middle finger fuck Greg Abbott
I used to cypher in downtown Houston
Ben's Beans if you drove by Dallas
I dropped moon to show all these obstacles
And goals were always magic
Paint all these poems onto a canvas
Afterwards , you can catch me crashing
Like a bandicoot
Into radio, fuck traffic, my tracks is jamming
Respect, lit
God damn it, turn that shit up
Can't you see that we lit
We out here on stage, finally we made it rich
Turn that shit up
Written by: Phillip Jenkins Polk
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