Shut Yo Poor Ass Mouth lyrics

[Intro: Payroll Giovanni]
Dawg whats up with all these n*ggas runnin' they motherf*ckin' mouth man? speaking on sh*t they don't know about
Quis set this b*tch off let these hoe ass n*ggas know somethin'

[Verse 1: Big Quis]
It's Crispy the one and only, I only got 10 on me
Icy as you can be, Jubilee band on the Rollie
I ball like I'm Kobe and stunt just like my uncle
H on top of my buckle, you haters can't knock my hustle
In the club we make it flood, you n*ggas couldn't make a puddle
And when it's time to pop champagne you lames get in a huddle
It's 'bout 10 of y'all boys you only got one bottle?
You savages got the hoes scared to ask for a swallow
Boss your life up the motto, rich n*ggas the squad
50 thou' on my jewelry n*gga, I swear to God
All these n*ggas do is gossip they name should be blogs
And our money nowhere even that's why the chains look odd
Countin' dough while the main hoe give me a massage
And that new purse she got, that's courtesy of the mob
Got a wad full of money and I will pull it out
So I can smack with you wit it 'cross your poor ass mouth

[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth, shut your poor ass, shut your, shut your poor ass mouth
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth
(Get Money b*tch)
[Verse 2: Payroll Giovanni]
I'm like b*tch, keep my name out your mouth
Let's do an even swap out, my chain for your house
n*ggas hate but wanna be us, let's talk money speak up
The only thing broke is hoes necks when they see us (forreal)
Prada joggin' suit, but I ain't doin' the lot
Only threw it on to go and check my spot
n*ggas gossip like reporters
But never seen a bag or a motherf*ckin' border
Need to get your sh*t in order
You ball on the net, (yup) we ball in real life (yup)
For a day let's swap lives, see what winnin' feel like
b*tch, it's DBC or nothin' used to get it with the onions
Ain't where I wanna be but I got a lil' something
It's for sho gon' be a victim
If I let them killers off the leash and tell 'em 'go sick 'em'
So when somebody hate on Doughboyz Cashout
Tell 'em b*tch shut your poor ass mouth

[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth, shut your poor ass, shut your, shut your poor ass mouth
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth
(Get Money b*tch)

[Verse 3: Doughboy Josh]
Y'all n*ggas got me rappin' like I ain't used to rappin'
Cause I'm used to trappin' but I ain't used to second
See that's the [?]
While you talkin' 'bout what peso? You 'posed to be on payroll
What's up with your pesos, my n*gga play your [?]
My n*ggas keep them bankrolls
Don't make us make your life fold
Mouse strap on me, for b*tches actin' funny
[?] slapper [?] 10 bands

[Verse 4: Chaz Bling]
Chaz Bling gettin' richer, haters gettin' sicker
My ass they can kiss it
Ice just glistenin' cause VVS is in it
Every time I talk sh*t I know, I hurt you n*ggas feelings
But I don't do this sh*t on purpose
I f*cked your b*tch on accident, she f*cked me on preference
Kicked her out, made her feel worthless
Shut your poor ass mouth n*gga we out here workin'

[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth, shut your poor ass, shut your, shut your poor ass mouth
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth
(Get Money b*tch)
[Verse 5: BMO Maine]
Is it somethin' in the water y'all drinkin', everybody haters
Stay consistent with the jewelry sh*t like a pimp in his gators
I'm on my third piece n*gga, it's crazy what I spent again
Stuck on diamond island so much they call me Gilligan
He, her and a friend but they bragging like they [?]
You think I mind if I told you what's in these VIP's
I ball so hard, I should buy allstars
Use it for a backyard just park our cars
Y'all n*ggas bums, takin' guts to the Rolllie made her go down
Fall on the pool, this heacy chains make a n*gga drown
Take a picture like Motown, just got off some more pounds
We don't get a bag naw boo, we get loads now

[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth, shut your poor ass, shut your, shut your poor ass mouth
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth
b*tch shut your poor ass mouth
(Get Money b*tch)