Shut Up

(BigSan did it again)

All these hoes on my dick, I got the right to choose

Bitch, don't play me out in public, you gon' make the news, ****

Been steppin' on the opps, I been done ripped my shoe (Yeah)

I'm finna hit it from the side because her pussy loose, **** (Yup)

Pop out the cut and blam his ass, we playin' peekaboo

Ask my mama, she know her son in the streets and she know what I do

Bitch, I'm off the Perc' and I been sippin' juice

He thought he was finna rob, I had to hear that dude

I said, back then, they called me Famous Jay, but now I'm Big Juice

I'm walkin' in with mini micro Drac', I'm finna skip through

I say, "Bitch, I'll put a beam on it because I miss, dog"

Fuck around and fuck her titties, she got big boobs

I say, bitch, I'm fresh up out of jail, runnin' the bag up

Give my lil' bro a round of applause, he like to clap somethin'

****, that boy, he couldn't hit me with that whack jumper

I heard you pinched your brother bag, he left his sack open

I heard you pinched your brother bag, he left his sack open (Bitch)

I heard you pinched your brother bag, I'm finna

I'm finna hit this pretty bitch, she got a fat dumper

Soon as I fuck her, she gon' skate, that bitch a ho renter

Bitch, he cheaper than a fuck, flexin' with four hundred

Right now, I'm chillin' with some steppers and some more comin'

If you walk in tryna get another front, I'll close the door on her

Your ass was never even like that, you a store runner

I say, bitch, she walked in with her friends, I'm callin' more brothers

I walked in hotter than a bitch, I'm tryna torch somethin'

I just put a eight right in this two liter, bitch, I'm a Wock' junkie

I just dropped my locy to the opps, them **** not comin'

I'll put a red beam on this .357 just to stop somethin'

Just to stop somethin', you chillin' in the trap and that bitch not jumpin'

They like, "Juice, you young as hell makin' the bag flip" (Yeah)

I could how you flex, you've never had shit

I done hit a lick then hit another lick, tryna get mad rich (Yeah)

Wait 'til I sign this deal, I'm uppin' hella cheese and talkin' cash shit

Bitch, my bro trippin', I'm finna smack big

Like, why you comin' to the function with a fat bitch, ****?

Yo' bitch cookin' for me, she made a whack dish

Why you keep dissin' in them songs? I'm tryna whack, bitch

I done upped my gun and shot it out the car behind the black tint (Huh)

You told her you was eatin' butt, that is not real

I'm gettin' money, focused on myself 'cause I don't got kids

No matter where, I'm rockin' with my **** E because we locked in

Bitch