"STFU" lyrics
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
We got the beat, we got the beat, we got th-
Shut the fuck up!
With your loud ass
While I turn shit up with my jump-in-the-crowd ass
While I burn shit up with my just copped an eighth
And you gon' watch me blow this loud pack
With your bitch, don't come back in here, you're not allowed ass
Just shut the fuck up!
Bitch, stop trying to be fly, bitch, take off them glasses
It's dark as fuck, we ain't outside, bitch
And bring some more of your bitches, stop bringing guys
It's 3am, you either fuckin' or get the fuck out my ride, bitch
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
We got the beat, we got the beat
Shut the fuck up
With your rap-motto-and-sing ass
With your bitch, you don't do a damn thing ass
With your "Oh, my god, I think I'm gonna come up on stage with you"
Bitch, no you ain't ass
With your "Can I like have a drink?" "Bitch, no, you can't" ass
Just shut the fuck up!
Using my government name like you know me
Dap'd you up in school one time, now you my homie, fuck off
Now I got twenty single dollars for whichever of y'all run up
And makes every one of them with
Sh-sh-sh-sh-shut the fuck up!
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
We got the beat, we got the beat
Shut the fuck up
With your wanna-shake-my-hand ass
With your "Ay, white boy, let me hear you rap" ass
With your 45 years old, trying to be my fuckin' mom
"Pull up your pants" ass
With my "Bitch, pull 'em down and kiss my ass" ass
(Just shut the fuck up!)
With your online thuggin', tryin to be tough
With your see me in the streets and say what's up, "What's up?"
Only person even worthy of dissing me on the come up
Is my damn self, "Ay, yo, Kells shut the fuck up!"
Only person even worthy of dissing me on the come up
Is my damn self, "Ay, yo, Kells just shut the fuck up!"
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
We got the beat, we got the beat, we got th-
Shut the fuck up!
With your loud ass
While I turn shit up with my jump-in-the-crowd ass
While I burn shit up with my just copped an eighth
And you gon' watch me blow this loud pack
With your bitch, don't come back in here, you're not allowed ass
Just shut the fuck up!
Bitch, stop trying to be fly, bitch, take off them glasses
It's dark as fuck, we ain't outside, bitch
And bring some more of your bitches, stop bringing guys
It's 3am, you either fuckin' or get the fuck out my ride, bitch
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
We got the beat, we got the beat
Shut the fuck up
With your rap-motto-and-sing ass
With your bitch, you don't do a damn thing ass
With your "Oh, my god, I think I'm gonna come up on stage with you"
Bitch, no you ain't ass
With your "Can I like have a drink?" "Bitch, no, you can't" ass
Just shut the fuck up!
Using my government name like you know me
Dap'd you up in school one time, now you my homie, fuck off
Now I got twenty single dollars for whichever of y'all run up
And makes every one of them with
Sh-sh-sh-sh-shut the fuck up!
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
Running my mind, 'cause we got the beat
We got the beat, we got the beat
Shut the fuck up
With your wanna-shake-my-hand ass
With your "Ay, white boy, let me hear you rap" ass
With your 45 years old, trying to be my fuckin' mom
"Pull up your pants" ass
With my "Bitch, pull 'em down and kiss my ass" ass
(Just shut the fuck up!)
With your online thuggin', tryin to be tough
With your see me in the streets and say what's up, "What's up?"
Only person even worthy of dissing me on the come up
Is my damn self, "Ay, yo, Kells shut the fuck up!"
Only person even worthy of dissing me on the come up
Is my damn self, "Ay, yo, Kells just shut the fuck up!"
Writer(s): Author Unknown Composer, Alex Fitts
