{Intro}
Young Koobs on the track
{Chorus: Koobs}
Ah, shut the fu*k up
Shut the fu*k up
Shut the fu*k up, ah
{Verse 1: Flesso}
I make dollars you make cents
Why your words don't make no sense
All the talk you did, but I'm the one who's riding benz
Talkin' 'bout you are so famous
But they doesn't know who your name is
All talk the talk, but never walk the walk
Now I know that you are the lamest
Finger fu*k a critic
sh*t is darker than The Riddick
The second I said it I got the girls wet (Aye)
I'm rappin' and trappin' they call me a trap, bet
In the back, with a gat, superman with a backpack
Kamikaze on a jetpack
I know you feelin' this, I'm killin' this
But never villainous is this
I'm tryna make you understand, I'm the man for you
{Chorus: Koobs}
Ah, shut the fu*k up
Shut the fu*k up
Shut the fu*k up, ah
{Verse 2: Flesso}
Shut the fu*k up
Fill up the cup
Talking sh*t all the time, you are wasting my rhyme
Better shut the fu*k up
Gold diggers diggin' a castle
Haters dusty like a fossil
Flexin' a car I'd be kinda sloppy
Koobs bought it for me that's my maserati
fu*k flexin' money, I be flexin' muscle
Scared to fail, but I will always hustle
Snapback with a backpack
Spittin' toxin like a motherfu*kin' anthrax
Slash em' with a hand axe
Hella anxious but I never pop a xanax
X triple X finna flex like
Finna flex, finna flex like
X triple X finna flex like
Finna flex like
F-f-finna flex like, like
{Chorus: Koobs}
Ah, shut the fu*k up
Shut the fu*k up
Shut the fu*k up, ah
{Outro: Koobs}
Ah, shut the fu*k up
Shut the fu*k up
Shut the fu*k up
Ah, shut the fu*k up
Shut the fu*k up
Shut the fu*k up