STFU lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, I ran it the f*ck up (Yo)
They said I couldn't though, look in they face, and I be like f*ck 'em (Woah)

[Chorus]
Look at how I get cake, I ran it the f*ck up (Yeah, woah)
Yeah I look in they face, I laugh and say, "f*ck 'em" (I said, "f*ck 'em" again, yeah)
You ain't makin' sh*t shake, yeah, I had to cuddle (I swear to cut you again, yeah)
I don't got time for hate, I do what I wanna
Gettin' big, big bankroll, uh (Hell yeah)
[?], oh
[?] fake ya, I f*ck a bad b*tch, she ain't got makeup on
f*ck all that fake love, ho come in swervin', body covered in Saint Laurent
I think lowkey I'm famous, that pretty ho wanna say that she know my songs
Tell that b*tch, yeah, "I love that" (Yeah)
She get up, yeah, she rub that (Woah)
Swear I been it, I done that (Woah)
Yeah, I'm bringin' the fun back, uh (Woah)
We got whole lotta snipers, they in the point, and you showin' yo' gun back (Yeah, yeah)
I [?] my eyes [?], cigarettes smokin', your love make my heart black (Woah, woah)

[Verse]
You gotta get to it, get the bag, yeah, ain't no more losing (Yeah, yeah)
Put my swag on, I'm an influence (Yeah)
I don't brag, but, yeah, I been coolin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't brag, but, yeah, I been boolin' (Yeah)
Get my bag, yeah, there ain't no losing (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, there ain't no losing
Talkin' cash, yeah, then I be fluent (Yo, yo), yo
Yeah, I swear they be takin' my flows
Yeah, they don't give me credit for show, I want my flowers and rose, uh
The way I be stackin' these racks, you'd think I'm addicted to dough, uh, slatt
Just f*cked 'round dropped a lil' EP, but now I'ma do it some more, some more
[Chorus]
Look at how I get cake, I ran it the f*ck up (Yeah, woah)
Yeah I look in they face, I laugh and say, "f*ck 'em" (I said, "f*ck 'em" again, yeah)
You ain't makin' sh*t shake, yeah, I had to cuddle
I don't got time for hate, I do what I wanna
Gettin' big, big bankroll, uh
[?], oh
[?] fake ya, I f*ck a bad b*tch, she ain't got makeup on
f*ck all that fake love, ho come in swervin', body covered in Saint Laurent
I think lowkey I'm famous, that pretty ho wanna say that she know my songs
Tell that b*tch, yeah, "I love that" (Yeah)
She get up, yeah, she rub that (Woah)
Swear I been it, I done that (Woah)
Yeah, I'm bringin' the fun back, uh (Woah)
We got whole lotta snipers, they in the point, and you showin' yo gun back (Yeah, yeah)
I [?] my eyes [?], cigarettes smokin', your love make my heart black (Woah, woah)