STFU ft. Prada Shy Lyrics

Bali in the alley, yeah I'm hunting in the darkness

Baggy full of vallies making profit of narcotics

Gnarly money, gnarly Shrubby, nike stepping heart ache

Shudder gutter motherfucker stutter any other brother

Spun a chums jaw when I gun four shells in your back like a beach wave

We'll peel your cap, pills and traps on my dash

I'm bored of your talk, dash four

Selling what I'm taking, taking what I'm making

Spending what I'm making on what I'm taking when I make it

Spending every evening while I watch your bitch shake it

Smell it just a little from the ceiling but it's raining

Spend it all on time now I lift my wrist aching

Plenty messy nights, all them vain show faces

Cases sway, shift pays great payday

K too slay some cunts they couldn't venture out

Failed to dwell, some life I got

Only venture out when P90's pop

Be nice I got three guys up top

Your life or gwap

Your wife is just my tonight she's aight

My eyes set on ket and the white on the jet

Not flight on the set

To die off of liquid Leto, couple tabs later animals start crying

Tears painted ion like it

Shut the fuck up

Shut the fuck up

Shut the fuck up

Voices loud, they conjure up

Shut the fuck up

Voices loud, they conjure up

Voices loud, I curl on up

Voices never let me rest

I press the gun onto my head

I fill my brain with fucking lead

Spill my matter, I don't matter

Laid to rest my casket burns

Bloodstains stay my last remains

Upon this world that I do hate

I hate this place, I hate the voice

Voices toy, I don't enjoy

I'm glad I'm dead, tonight I rest and I will say

Shut the fuck up

Voices scream and then I scream

Shut the fuck up

All of you is fucking fake

Shut the fuck up

All of you is fucking fake

Shut the fuck up