phat rob - stfu lyrics
(intro)
p.h.a.t. from the h.o.b
mm, hah hah.. look..
(verse)
study the art of war like drive+by’s involving shooters in a land cruiser
sitting in the winner’s circle, i can’t stand losers
any finish line, the sh+t is mine, i ran through them
appear old school with the laces fat, pumas
in a black coupe the white top like anderson cooper
still sh+tting on the game like i had a chalupa
i had to school them, cause the other guys are funny guys
you n+ggas speak comedian should be in laffapalooza
i’m mad cool with, music, like a jazz exclusive
next move is, big plans, massive blueprints
don’t be stupid get in my way & we smack a doofus
i ain’t with the bullsh+t he in my path than the man’s a nuisance
medieval with execution we gon hang them with nooses
or hit the fool with the guillotine his mind he gon lose it
or we could do it modern & k!ll them practicing new sh+t
& beat a man to a bl++dy pulp after grabbing pool sticks
(chorus)
don’t talk no more, shut the f+ck up
when i’m in the spot i be telling them, shut the f+ck up
can’t talk with grown man, shut the f+ck up
can’t walk in my path, shut the f+ck up
don’t talk no more, shut the f+ck up
when i’m in the spot i be telling them, shut the f+ck up
can’t talk with grown man, shut the f+ck up
can’t walk in my path, shut the f+ck up
(verse)
life horror fl!cking it, man these bars are ridiculous
they’ll be digging it even if i was spitting in gibberish
i spit it sicker than covid, i kick the illest sh+t
& if we boys, the loyalty’ll come with the membership
remember this when i’m at the top like the president
& if we eating, you eating buddy f+ck all the jealous sh+t
i’ma be spending what’s left from all the bread i split
& i’ll be copping prada, the same outfit the devil’s in
satanic h+ll cat, it’s colored in a reddish tint
leather interior, superior accelerant
speaking on my stuff, i don’t give a f+ck like i’m celibate
muscle make them chill like a dose of ativan medicine
i spit disgusting like something bad on your dinner plate
the same thing trenton state’s penetate tenants ate
280 flat in a higher class than a featherweight
means i be the champion, anything i’ma get the win
(chorus)
don’t talk no more, shut the f+ck up
when i’m in the spot i be telling them, shut the f+ck up
can’t talk with grown man, shut the f+ck up
can’t walk in my path, shut the f+ck up
don’t talk no more, shut the f+ck up
when i’m in the spot i be telling them, shut the f+ck up
can’t talk with grown man, shut the f+ck up
can’t walk in my path, shut the f+ck up
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