Zack Fox - shut the fuck up talking to me lyrics
[Zack Fox - shut the fuck up talking to me lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, bitch
Sit your stupid ass down, nigga
Hop out the Ghost while you flyin' Spirit
I'm Paris in the mirror
Tryna check my appearance
Gettin' head while I'm starin'
Singin' Marvin lyrics
You with your dusty ass bitch
Runnin' errands
Don't get embarrassed tryna snatch my carats
My niggas barbaric
Shit could get ugly as fuck like Ed Sheeran
Catch you on your off day like Ferris
Shoot you in your larynx
Kick your baby out the carriage
Then I flee the scene
Hop up in that big body
Bitch like it's Gundam Wing
Then go and do a speech like Doctor King
Walk to the mic and scream
"Shut the fuck up talkin' to me"
With your baby momma watchin'
The rain drizzle
Candles lit, listening to Kevin Lyttle
You on your mans couch, eatin' crystals
She finna suck me like a Bissell
She said you rarely ever catch the signals
You could tell I was a menace by
The grimace in my baby pictures
Atlanta nigga until the death of me
Afro grown, shirt open like it's the 70s
Bitch, I'll fly a drone to your
Crib and blow up everything
Rain down from heaven with weapons
Like they some melodies my foot on they neck
While I'm eatin' nectarines
Loyalty is often spoke about
But it's seldom seen
I'm in the port of Miami, off of seven beans
Nigga try to swing, I hit him with a pedigree
Bitch think I'm trapped 'cause she
Got my baby, nigga, please
Before I change the diaper on a jit
I'll drink a fifth of bleach, fuck you mean?
Shut the fuck up talkin' to me (yeah)
On the block with a cougar, sippin' Palomas
Hit the spot and do some yoga
Keep the 9 like the SCOTUS
Stuck with my niggas like legs to
The plastic of your grandmomma sofa
Shit, fuck
You nigga's grunts, you better lay low
My niggas way too elite, leave 'em with halos
Yeah, they know rIP to L-O
I'm in the plaza eatin' Play-Doh
Why you always tryna flex with Dracos?
Yeah, you let it sing
But that bitch wasn't hittin' shit
Like it was J-Lo
You want a seat at the cracker table
I'm tryna burn the whole
House down like Django
Truth hurts, like steppin' on a LEGO
I don't like rappers, I be buyin' tickets
Go to they shows
And throw tomatoes, like, "Ayo
Boo this nigga!"
Shut the fuck up talkin' to me
Sit your stupid ass down, nigga
Hop out the Ghost while you flyin' Spirit
I'm Paris in the mirror
Tryna check my appearance
Gettin' head while I'm starin'
Singin' Marvin lyrics
You with your dusty ass bitch
Runnin' errands
Don't get embarrassed tryna snatch my carats
My niggas barbaric
Shit could get ugly as fuck like Ed Sheeran
Catch you on your off day like Ferris
Shoot you in your larynx
Kick your baby out the carriage
Then I flee the scene
Hop up in that big body
Bitch like it's Gundam Wing
Then go and do a speech like Doctor King
Walk to the mic and scream
"Shut the fuck up talkin' to me"
With your baby momma watchin'
The rain drizzle
Candles lit, listening to Kevin Lyttle
You on your mans couch, eatin' crystals
She finna suck me like a Bissell
She said you rarely ever catch the signals
You could tell I was a menace by
The grimace in my baby pictures
Atlanta nigga until the death of me
Afro grown, shirt open like it's the 70s
Bitch, I'll fly a drone to your
Crib and blow up everything
Rain down from heaven with weapons
Like they some melodies my foot on they neck
While I'm eatin' nectarines
Loyalty is often spoke about
But it's seldom seen
I'm in the port of Miami, off of seven beans
Nigga try to swing, I hit him with a pedigree
Bitch think I'm trapped 'cause she
Got my baby, nigga, please
Before I change the diaper on a jit
I'll drink a fifth of bleach, fuck you mean?
Shut the fuck up talkin' to me (yeah)
On the block with a cougar, sippin' Palomas
Hit the spot and do some yoga
Keep the 9 like the SCOTUS
Stuck with my niggas like legs to
The plastic of your grandmomma sofa
Shit, fuck
You nigga's grunts, you better lay low
My niggas way too elite, leave 'em with halos
Yeah, they know rIP to L-O
I'm in the plaza eatin' Play-Doh
Why you always tryna flex with Dracos?
Yeah, you let it sing
But that bitch wasn't hittin' shit
Like it was J-Lo
You want a seat at the cracker table
I'm tryna burn the whole
House down like Django
Truth hurts, like steppin' on a LEGO
I don't like rappers, I be buyin' tickets
Go to they shows
And throw tomatoes, like, "Ayo
Boo this nigga!"
Shut the fuck up talkin' to me