SHUT UP ft. CuBox Lyrics

Shut up, eat dirt, kick rocks

I wake up and do exactly what I want

Why you talking to me you not really punk

I don't got to fake it boy I really stunt

Glock on me yeah you should've worn a vest boy

If he try me I won't hit his chest boy

These rappers suck, boutta put them to the test boy

Step out my crib I'm in Rick Owens I'm blessed boy

Glock on me I extended the clip

Yeah it's getting real heavy got extended the hip

And I just cut off everybody not extending the clique

And nah I'm not your buddy, lil bro you a trick

I got death threats in my dm's all I do is laugh

Why these rappers stepping to me they all stink they need a bath

I been running up my numbers, I been running up my math

I got everyone addicted to me, feeling like I'm crack

And I'm still gone stick with Jesus yeah that's something I don't lack

If I hear you disrespect me boy you never coming back

I just stepped out with my tizzy, lil green and lil black

Yeah I step on competition and I'm stomping on they necks

Shut up, eat dirt, kick rocks

I wake up and do exactly what I want

Why you talking to me you not really punk

I don't got to fake it boy I really stunt

Glock on me yeah you should've worn a vest boy

If he try me I won't hit his chest boy

These rappers suck, boutta put them to the test boy

Step out my crib I'm in Rick Owens I'm blessed boy

Shut up, eat dirt, kick rocks

I wake up and do exactly what I want

Why you talking to me you not really punk

I don't got to fake it boy I really stunt