STFU! Lyrics – Letoa
Singer: Letoa
Title: STFU!
Oh, f#ck
I-I-In the whip, huh, yeah, we dressed up (Dressed up)
I got all the weaponry, brought it like Tvashtr (Killamanjaro)
Wanna f#ck on Ronny, meet me at the treasure, Ella (Ella)
Racks on my ammonia, b#tch, was stuck in my dresser (Ayy), huh, yeah
Gucci, Gucci, Louis, Louis, Fendi, Fendi, Prada (All that Prada)
Spilled my drink on my designer, now this sh#t just got me f#cked up (Yeah, f#cked up)
Plottin’, they so envious, on fans and they not proud o’ me
If they ain’t at my shows I tell ’em all to shut the f#ck up (Shut the f#ck up)
Walk in this spot, b#tch, I’m lookin’ like cash
Hop in a Tesla, goin’ way too fast, foreign
I tell that b#tch ninja, “Flex for me” (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I went and got my racks up, yeah
Tell that p#ss#-boy to catch up, yeah
He gon’ breakup, better catch her
f#ck it-f#ck it, had to go and flex up, yeah
f#ck it, boy, I had to go get it, like
Anyway, I wasn’t kiddin’, I went and got it, yeah
f#ck it, they was talkin’ down but now that I’m up
Ain’t no way they can stop it, yeah
They ain’t f#ck wit’ the vision
But everyday I be wakin’ up to profits
Y’all ninjas ain’t got five cents
Ninjas be talkin’ that nonsense
She blowin’ my phone but I ain’t respondin’
b#tch started to moan, I’m on different timin’
I went and told these thots that we shinin’
f#ck, “bend her back” what’s got me coughin’
You wanna talk but you lost it
b#tch, I’ma shine ’til I’m in a coffin
Tell ’em, “Shut the f#ck up”
Tell ’em, “Shut the f#ck up”
Tell ’em, “Shut the f#ck up,” yeah
Tell ’em, “Shut the f#ck up”
Tell ’em, “Shut the f#ck up”
Tell ’em, “Shut the f#ck up”
I-I-In the whip, huh, yeah, we dressed up
I got all the weaponry, brought it like Tvashtr
Wanna f#ck on Ronny, meet me at the treasure, Ella
Racks on my ammonia, b#tch, was stuck in my dresser, huh, yeah
Gucci, Gucci, Louis, Louis, Fendi, Fendi, Prada
Spilled my drink on my designer, now this sh#t just got me f#cked up
Plottin’, they so envious, on fans and they not proud o’ me
If they ain’t at my shows I tell ’em all to shut the f#ck up
I-I-In the whip, huh, yeah, we dressed up (Dressed up)
I got all the weaponry, brought it like Tvashtr (Killamanjaro)
Wanna f#ck on Ronny, meet me at the treasure, Ella (Ella)
Racks on my ammonia, b#tch, was stuck in my dresser (Ayy), huh, yeah
Gucci, Gucci, Louis, Louis, Fendi, Fendi, Prada (All that Prada)
Spilled my drink on my designer, now this sh#t just got me f#cked up (Yeah, f#cked up)
Plottin’, they so envious, on fans and they not proud o’ me
If they ain’t at my shows I tell ’em all to shut the f#ck up (Shut the f#ck up) (f#ck up)
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