Testo stfu - Destroy Lonely
Testo della canzone stfu (Destroy Lonely), tratta dall'album
Please
Shut the fuck up (please), please
Pussy
We count up them knots off them drugs (off them drugs)
Hundred racks thrown up in the fuckin' club (in the club)
Every time I show up, you know I'm turnin' up (turnin' up)
Right now, I'm pourin' my heart in my cup (my cup)
B5, know we been right, know what's up (brrat)
He ain't got no ties, shawty, your boyfriend a dub (pussy)
Hundred-fifty thousand, I dropped on a truck (pussy)
I just left the party, I started throwin' up (throwin' up)
Every time I step outside, all my fans showin' love (showin' love)
Niggas hatin' online, but I don't give a fuck, tell 'em, "Shut the fuck up" (shut it)
You ain't got no hos, and you broke, you a bum (pussy)
Every time I'm in the club, niggas give me dap, and these bitches give me hugs
We just popped a half of a pill, and turned it up (yeah)
Party at the castle, the vamps pullin' up (yeah)
We 'bout to get active, got sticks in the trunk (brr)
I'm crazy with the scalpel, these bitches gettin' cut off (brr)
Hangin' off the scaffold, these pussy-niggas fallin' off (brr)
With my dick, they got a mouthful, damn, they tryna suck it off (brrr)
I don't give a fuck, dog
Shut the fuck up, dog, shut the fuck up, dog
Shut the fuck up, dog, shut the fuck up, dog (pussy)
Shut the fuck up, dog, shut the fuck up, dog
Shut the fuck up, dog, shut the fuck up, dog (pussy, yeah)
Shut the fuck up (please)
You ain't got no hos, and you broke, you a bum (please)
Hatin' online, but in person, showin' love (pussy)
My bitch purse cost your whole income, pussy (right, yeah)
Shut the fuck up, pussy (why these niggas so lame? Yeah, so lame, so lame)
Shut the fuck up, pussy (why these niggas so lame? Yeah, so lame, so lame)
Shut the fuck up, pussy (I'm just stayin' in my lane, yeah, my lane, my lane)
Yeah, shut the fuck up (please)
I said I won't do no trolling, you know what I mean? Every thing we do is real life
Pussy-ass nigga wanna talk all that shit, but you know what I'm sayin'?
I'll pull up and pop you, you know what I mean? Whatever you want
Fuck you mean? What you mean I'll split? What you say? Hell you talkin' 'bout? (Sheesh)
Ski, ski, ski (if you can do what I do, do it, do it better then)
Brr, Young Vamp Life, yeah (pussy), Young Vamp Life
Yeah (that's why they pay me), okay, okay
Credits
Writer(s): Robert John Richardson, Daniel Luis Perez, Bobby Sandimanie Iii
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