Adam Calhoun, Big Murph - Shut Up lyrics

Haters throwin' shade like the sun down
(Sun down)
Heater on my waist, don't get gunned down
(Bang, bang)
Bitch you know I rock like the run down
(Bow, bow)
Stack it, then I rack it like a gun round
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy
Shut up, shut up, shut the fuck up
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy
Shut up, shut up, shut the fuck up

Just a moment of silence
Before I get violent
I'm just tryin' to warn you
If you don't wanna die then bye then
'Cause I'm hidin' 9mm inside the
Waist linin' of my jeans don't try me
Less you're tryin' to meet Jesus
Body then hide you in the leaves
I'm probably out my mind, I mean geez
I'm drivin' on a highway in a diesel
Noddin' tryin' to find the
Street you reside in
When I find you I'm beatin' eyes 'til
Your blind and can't see you
Cryin' 'cause you're dyin' and bleedin'
Pleadin' for your life and screamin'
But I ain't tryin' hear that
Shut the fuck up

Haters throwin' shade like the sun down
(Sun down)
Heater on my waist, don't get gunned down
(Bang, bang)
Bitch you know I rock like the run down
(Bow, bow)
Stack it, then I rack it like a gun round
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy
Shut up, shut up, shut the fuck up
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy
Shut up, shut up, shut the fuck up

I been smokin' on them flowers, bouquet boy
Needa peel your top back, toupee boy
I make hit's, call me Bobby Boucher boy
Bitch you know I drop bombs, Hussain boy
O-O-Only smoke gas, call it butane
You're too bougie need to move
Or you're pussy like the poontang
All about my chains watch it mutate
Mobbin' with my homies and we
Kick it like Lui Kang
Hillbilly thug mixin' liquor
With the Kool-Aid
You know I keep it real like
The field for a movie
Mine sharp as a cutter
My mind gone in the gutter
I take a beat and I fuck
It like it's a groupie

Haters throwin' shade like the sun down
(Sun down)
Heater on my waist, don't get gunned down
(Bang, bang)
Bitch you know I rock like the gun down
(Bow, bow)
Stack it, then I rack it like a run round
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy
Shut up, shut up, shut the fuck up
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy
Shut up, shut up, shut up boy
Shut up, shut up, shut the fuck up