Shutup lyrics

[Intro: Duffy]
b*tch
(Viper)

[Verse 1: Duffy]
This n*gga blew it if he ever get into it with me
I'm the type to hop up out the coupe and get exclusive on 'em
I don't practice, I just set the play and execute it
Blow this b*tch and dip if n*ggas ever get to actin' stupid
sh*t, Duffy, how you do it?
I just chase the uchies every day, it's really nothin' to it
Mini Draco, I guess I could say I got this from the Ruler
Countin' money keep me out my feelings, it's so therapeutic
Trophy in the trenches, n*ggas know we diamonds in the rough
I just boppеd the safe, I know Mei Ling and Susy hatе my guts
Jiggy with my stiffler, I know n*ggas tryna plot on us
Way too much to lose, b*tch, the whole city count on us

[Chorus: Duffy]
Shut up, n*gga, stay right where you at and be a bench warmer
Shut up, n*gga, shots'll get to ringin', leave him hungover
I'm on the edge, shut up, bro, don't push me no closer
I know you hate us, watch the Stinc Team take over, n*gga
Shut up, n*gga, stay right where you at and be a bench warmer, n*gga
b*tch
I know you made us, watch the Stinc Team take over
[Verse 2: DeneroDaDoughHunter]
Oh, my Lord, he blew it, now why would he do it?
Some sh*t happened to his mans and he already knew it
Shut up, n*gga, I swear to God it's too late to talk it out
The lil' b*tch already told me where he stay, I can't wait to chalk him out
Look, know I'm not the greatest, I'm just undefeated
We always keep loafy because it's always dough hunt season
Yeah, it sounds lovely in them songs but gang don't really do it all
Your n*gga's b*tch tryna ball like LaMelo Ball
The money has to come first, how else we gon' make it make sense?
f*ck these hoes, n*gga, I'm four, he ain't gon' shoot sh*t
And we been tired of them malarkies, sir, please shut up
I hit a fence and broke my wrist and you ain't on nothin'

[Chorus: Duffy]
Shut up, n*gga, stay right where you at and be a bench warmer
Shut up, n*gga, shots'll get to ringin', leave him hungover
I'm on the edge, shut up, bro, don't push me no closer
I know you hate us, watch the Stinc Team take over, n*gga
sh*t
Shut up, n*gga, stay right where you at and be a bench warmer
b*tch
I know you hate us, watch the Stinc Team take over

[Verse 3: Young Bull]
Shut up, b*tch, when you talkin' to a boss (Shut up, b*tch)
Loose lips, blue tips, now he's a goner (Now he's gone)
Mark buster, snitches now don't condone it
Trust nothin', so I'm thuggin' by my lonely
Trust nothin', so I keep a chop by me
Shut up, n*gga, you be workin' for the police
Writin' all these statements, n*ggas actin' like they know me
n*gga, shut up, broke n*gga, you ain't never had a loafy
Wockhardt and Muddy Mosely secret potion (Mud)
Chasin' bags every day, I be focused
GT63, on the road floatin'
Drag race the foreign, he slidin' in a Focus
[Chorus: Duffy]
Shut up, n*gga, stay right where you at and be a bench warmer
Shut up, n*gga, shots'll get to ringin', leave him hungover
I'm on the edge, shut up, bro, don't push me no closer
I know you hate us, watch the Stinc Team take over, n*gga
sh*t
Shut up, n*gga, stay right where you at and be a bench warmer
b*tch
I know you hate us, watch the Stinc Team take over

[Verse 4: Blue Pesos]
Shut up, n*gga, 'fore I put some cheese on you
He ain't a Stinc, if you ain't see that n*gga with me
I keep sippin' at this speed, I'ma need a new kidney
This chop is fairly odd 'cause it came from Timmy Turner
Her man keep callin', I don't care, just blow me harder
You could run up on this chop and box with him, we ain't sparin'
You'll never make it big, you don't got enough endurance
If you playin' with the Stincs, you should buy some life insurance
Them n*ggas ain't slidin', why the f*ck would I be worried?
I heard the wrong words said, he left the function on a gurney
It's the too greedy fam, free the shooters, free Risey
Two-steppin' with my strap, made him hit the Ricky Bobby
Ugh