Lyrics: Snow tha Product/Claudia Feliciano
Music: Claudia Feliciano
Don't do 'em like that, Exclusive
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Everybody got an opinion, everybody don't got money
Everybody getting in they feelings, I just still think shit funny
Everybody got an opinion, everybody don't got money
Everybody getting in they feelings, I just still think shit funny
Everybody got an opinion, everybody don't got money
Everybody getting in they feelings, I just still think shit funny
When I come up in here, everybody be my buddy
Then they wanna wonder why my cup ain't getting muddy
I don't wanna be around anybody that didn't love me
When I wasn't in a Benz and a crib, I'm sorry
I ain't really good with the fake shit
I'm a minimalist, I'm not basic
Gettin' better with it but y'all crazy
All you Hollywood b*****s invasive
With the what and the where and the how the ****
Til I brick wall b*****s so they outta luck
And I don't really be knowing who the **** gassin' 'em
But after this your confidence gotta bust
Cause a nosy little b***h gotta shut up
If you really know a b***h, say what up
If you're broke then you better shut the **** up
Don't talk if you don't do what you wanna
Look, all of a sudden it's quiet
If you ain't a real b***h like I am
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Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Everybody got an opinion, everybody don't got money
Everybody getting in they feelings, I just still think shit funny
Everybody got an opinion, everybody don't got money
Everybody getting in they feelings, I just still think shit funny
Look I don't like a gossip ass b***h or a lying ass ho
And bro I ain't even talking 'bout women
I'ma tell you like my mom told me
These dudes straight b*****s in they feeling
How the hell you got time to be all in my business?
Couldn't be me dude, I'm out here building
I'm 'bout to kill shit, real ones gon' feel this
And by the way look I ain't bout to bring in children but
Why the **** y'all love to talk so much
In my convos you never popping up
You don't like problems but you causing 'em
You quiet whenever I am walking up
When I ain't there you sure do talk enough
Like honestly, I'm like bro what the ****
Cause I'd speak up
I guess your balls are tucked cause
Covid got you scared to cough it up but *coughs*
Shut up
If you keep it 100, say what up
If you built you're own shit from the mud up
Cause it's ten toes down for the come up
What up
If you really know a b***h say what u
Cause a nosy little b***h gotta shut up
So don't talk if you don't say what you wanna, b***h
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Shut up (Shut up)
Everybody got an opinion, everybody don't got money
Everybody getting in they feelings, I just still think shit funny
Everybody got an opinion, everybody don't got money
Everybody getting in they feelings, I just still think shit funny