Shut Up!

[Intro: Lil Playah]
Hahaha

[Verse 1: Lil Playah]
Hi
She told me that you're not her type (No)
Told me that you're not that guy
She said that you don't match her fly
She-She want a nigga like me, for real
I'm-I'm getting money without a deal
You can't compete, let's be real
And he said he want beef, so the nigga got grilled (Yeah, yeah)
And I'm on the grind every day (Uh)
Just had to go get it, had no other way (Woah, woah, woah)
Bitch, get the hell out my face (Uh)
I'm gettin' this cake, don't care what you say (Uh, uh)
Told me that she got a man (Woah)
I'm fuckin' her friend 'cause that is the plan (Yeah, uh)
I just wanna count up the bands (Yeah)
I do not need love, do you understand?

[Chorus: Lil Playah]
Mad that I glowed up (Shut up, bitch), yeah (Yeah)
You should've chose up (Bitch)
Now I don't fuck with ya (Yeah)
You cannot fuck with us (Uh)
She said I'm stuck up
I told her, "Shut up" (Yeah)
I told her, "Shut up"
I told her, "Shut up"

[Verse 2: BabySantana]
I'm so high
Man, I feel like I could fly
Pull out my chopper if you don't comply
I-I-I-I-I ride around with a 9, yeah, yeah (Bop, bop, bop)
Bra-Brand new bag of that Moncler
Nonchalant, baby, I don't care
I told her, "Shut up, I don't care"
My money longer than my hair
Feel like Mooky, you can't even come to the crib (Woah)
In an all black coupe and they know who it is (Woah, woah)
Put on the beat and they know who it is
Link at the club, she can't know where I live (Woah)

[Outro: Lil Playah & BabySantana]
Hi
She told me that you're not her type (She told me that you're not that guy)
Told me that you're not that guy
She said that you don't match her fly (Yeah)
She-She want a nigga like me, for real
I'm-I'm getting money without a deal
You can't compete, let's be real
And he said he want beef, so the nigga got grilled (Yeah, yeah)