STFU

This is where th'em rappers die fast, steal beats and buy tracks

Yeah they smoke grass, to spit a bar and go find cash

If you try to ask, take my advice, bitch don't ask

'Cause my dude ain't no escaping my flow blast

Yeah they wonder why I just keep serving th'em rapper murderin

I ain't never heard 'em before, tonight we hurting th'em

Rappers talking trash but they cashless

My money in the bank, bitch it's not up in no mattress

I was born in the north, but I'm raised in the south

I can't talk right now, I got three blunts in my mouth

Homie when I enter, rappers freeze up like beginners

Yeah you know you can't win cause you fucking with a winner