STFU

Oh, yeah

I ain't hit you back and now you over reacting

Hate that shit with a passion, yeah

Have a little self respect, don't want to put you on blast

But you should go 'head and practice

Shut the fuck up right now and let me breathe

Shut the fuck up right now, let me do my thing

Slow down, slow down, slow down

Quit hitting my phone up, quit hitting my phone up

Quit hitting my phone, slow down

I ain't hit you back, now you over reacting

I don't play that elastic

You be like: When we gon' fuck? What we gon' do?

You should try and quit asking, huh

You should shut the fuck up right now and let me be me

(Let me be, let me be)

Shut the fuck up right now, let me do my thing

People talk too much shit in my face

'Round my back, on the phone

Ain't been famous for a while but I'm still up in my zone

And I don't usually smoke, but I'm high on sativa

There's mugwort in my tea, I smell like heaven, I'm a diva

Bangin' Aaliyah so loud in my speaker that I cannot hear you, no, I'm gone

Don't you be blowin' up my phone, I'm in a different time zone

Ever since a matter of time, all my girls is badder than nine

Hope to banish the debt

You hammered, you still don't know how to handle your wine

That's probably why you're hittin' me more

Yeah, I've got a rule 'cause I've done this before

Just fuck 'em three times and don't fuck 'em no more

'Cause they just fall in love if you fuck 'em the fourth

Don't get me right, I really like it when we're vibin'

But when I'm in another city, shh, be quiet

Shut the fuck up right now and let me be me

Shut the fuck up right now, let me do my thing

Slow down, slow down, slow down

Quit hitting my phone up, quit hitting my phone up

Quit hitting my phone, slow down

And I've been off the coke, I've been off the coke

I've been off this coke

Always ringing phone, always ringing phone

Always ringing phone

She constantly callin' my old bitch

Get up, be gone, and go home, bitch

Quit playin' with all of my phone, bitch

Switch numbers, even my wrong shit

These chicks, they cunnin'

Flip cities, she sticks, still on it

Switched whips, where wake, she saw it

This bitch on my ass, like a pair of my drawers

Any phone I ever own, she call it

She call me at 2, call me at 3

Check I'm a wakkeboi, fukk I gon' be

Wanna grab an eight ball, set your nigga free

Then she walk with a nose bleed on her blue jeans

Dumb bitch, dumb hoe

Don't call my phone, go home

We jettin' out 'till we made it

Shut the fuck up complainin'

Shut the fuck up right now and let me be me

(Ayy, shut the fuck up bitch)

Shut the fuck up right now, let me do my thing

(It's true, but it's simple)

Slow down, slow down, slow down

(Have a Xanny, swoup)

Quit hitting my phone up, quit hitting my phone up

(Quit hittin' up my fuckin' phone)

Quit hitting my phone, slow down (swoup)