[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah
Stû dripping off me, I hope you got gills
Drown in my presence, come see how it feels
Float like some wocky, it give you the chills
Yeah, they used to down-talk me now they feel the guilt
Living my best life, still got so much to go
I'm way high, but I stay on the low
Be the chooser, never wait to get chose
Bitch, I'm zooted up, pill got me grindin' my—
[Chorus]
Grill
Real, thrills
Dreams
Build
Stack, faces
Money fein, mills
Fast life, but keep hold of my soul
I'm way high, but I stay on the low
Be the chooser, never wait to get chosе
Bitch, I'm zooted up, pill got me grindin' my—
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Stû got 'еm vibin' for real and this pill bring that motion of floating no wheels
I don't fuck wit' no shit I can't feel
Everytime I cook up, the stu part of the meal
I'm three fye, light me up and I'm gone
Two eyes always on me, they clone
One time for those who got they own
We in this bitch like the first name Jerome
Watch ya' mouth, watch ya' mouth
Watch ya' mouth, watch ya' mouth
Watch ya' mouth (Watch!)
Grinding my feet as I'm heading to the top
Holes in my shoes as a jitt, not talking Crocs
Focus on the big pic', some shit I had to crop
They dreading yo' progress, got to keep it locked
I'm poppin' big shit, I'll leave an opp in chalk
As I step in, red to blue faces when I walk-
[Break]
Stû
Ooh-uh
Stû-uh
[Post-Verse]
I've been mixing, going through my motions
Making my potion so potent
Rolling on this beat, Lupe I'm coasting
I don't try to be different, I'm chosen
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah
Stû dripping off me, I hope you got gills
Drown in my presence, come see how it feels
Float like some wocky, it give you the chills
Yeah, they used to down-talk me now they feel the guilt
Living my best life, still got so much to go
I'm way high, but I stay on the low
Be the chooser never wait to get chose
Bitch, I'm zooted up, pill got me grindin' my—
[Chorus]
Grill
Real thrills
Dreams
Build
Stack, faces
Money fein, mills
Fast life, but keep hold of my soul
I'm way high, but I stay on the low
Be the chooser, never wait to get chose
Bitch, I'm zooted up, pill got me grindin' my-
Yeah
[Bridge]
Special traits (Oh shit!)
Underneath, baby
Make shit hot
Drivin em' crazy
These niggas weak
I do this on the daily
Stew in the pot
Goin' through my phases
[Verse 2]
My flavor jumpin' out the pot like I've been doing plyo
I've been deep up in the cut like a doctor for lipo
I need a "In God we trust" move like a disciple
When it comes to following my gut, feed the voice like a psycho
Hold up, wait, wait
Crampin my style need Chakita
It's a cold world out here, keep close to the heater
I'm trying to ball up in this sphere, roll the dice then I re-up
Needed myself when I thought to myself that I needed ya'
Hey
Stû was written by Kwe the Artist.
Stû was produced by Kwe the Artist.
Kwe the Artist released Stû on Fri Aug 28 2020.