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Tony 2A & 2nd Ave - STFU Lyrics



Tony 2A & 2nd Ave - STFU Lyrics




Yeah, ayy, shit, tie me up, I'm booted up, man
Yeah, tie me up, I'm booted up, now I'm pushin' back
Yeah, ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy
Tie me up, I'm booted up, me and brodi's really lockin' in

I hit the whip, we pushin' dope, this work ain't really clockin' in
Bacardi drunk, I'm sippin' real, my dawg start sippin' walk again
I'm startin' to spin, I'm hittin' tens, I like the way I walk and spin
Packin' up, unpackin' the cam and I start stickin' up again

You ain't my brother, you ain't my family, who the hell done let you in
Did it once, I'd do it twice, and then I'd do that shit again
We drivin' drunk, bro, hit the cut, we sippin' on that juice and gin
OG syrup, sippin' stuff, you bitches can't afford to spend

Say, dawg, hit me up, he said it's nothin', bitch, we finna spin
Yeah, you know this shit a promise, that can do me walkin' in
Big bank, screws loose, bitch, I'm freakin' out again
Boy, you talkin' bout the gutter talkin' comin' from the dirt

It get muddy, f*ckin' with me, I'ma have somebody hurt
Boy, you talkin' bout the gutter talkin' comin' from the dirt
It get muddy, f*ckin' with me, I'ma leave somebody hurt
Shit get dirty, ask the birdie, that done went and drop the dot

Reckless movement, keep shit movin', say, 430 on the clock
Don't ask for shit, and if you ain't feed me, bitch, then go and hit the curb
Make sure we stretch, I'ma put my brothers on before I leave this earth
We cleanin' up, you turn your back, then shit, I'm prayin for the worst
You wanna hand out, but you flaked, this dude don't really got the nerve
I'ma tell you shit get ugly, we give y'all what y'all deserve
Gold medal, shit settle different, ain't gon' like I'm Kurt
Tryna get my dawg straight, make sure they get what they deserve

Boy, stupid blood, cute pacific pack, boy, smokin' Earth
Perk 30, cup dirty, Cesar pouring up a third
Never finish, voices blessed like they was born inside a church
Make them shut the f*ck up, when we come, shut the party down again

Will I be okay check my pulse, I'm off that shit again
Tony been influenced, never lose, ain't sure to let me in
Granny told me chill, but I'm hot-headed, never listen in
Boy, you talkin' bout that girl that talkin' comin' from the dirt

It get muddy, f*ckin' with me, I'ma leave somebody hurt
Boy, you talkin' bout that girl that talkin' comin' from the dirt
It get muddy, f*ckin' with me, I'ma leave somebody hurt, yeah
Boy, you talkin' bout that girl that talkin' comin' from the dirt
It get muddy, f*ckin' with me, I'ma leave somebody hurt
Leave somebody hurt
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Yeah, ayy, shit, tie me up, I'm booted up, man
Yeah, tie me up, I'm booted up, now I'm pushin' back
Yeah, ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy
Tie me up, I'm booted up, me and brodi's really lockin' in

I hit the whip, we pushin' dope, this work ain't really clockin' in
Bacardi drunk, I'm sippin' real, my dawg start sippin' walk again
I'm startin' to spin, I'm hittin' tens, I like the way I walk and spin
Packin' up, unpackin' the cam and I start stickin' up again

You ain't my brother, you ain't my family, who the hell done let you in
Did it once, I'd do it twice, and then I'd do that shit again
We drivin' drunk, bro, hit the cut, we sippin' on that juice and gin
OG syrup, sippin' stuff, you bitches can't afford to spend

Say, dawg, hit me up, he said it's nothin', bitch, we finna spin
Yeah, you know this shit a promise, that can do me walkin' in
Big bank, screws loose, bitch, I'm freakin' out again
Boy, you talkin' bout the gutter talkin' comin' from the dirt

It get muddy, f*ckin' with me, I'ma have somebody hurt
Boy, you talkin' bout the gutter talkin' comin' from the dirt
It get muddy, f*ckin' with me, I'ma leave somebody hurt
Shit get dirty, ask the birdie, that done went and drop the dot

Reckless movement, keep shit movin', say, 430 on the clock
Don't ask for shit, and if you ain't feed me, bitch, then go and hit the curb
Make sure we stretch, I'ma put my brothers on before I leave this earth
We cleanin' up, you turn your back, then shit, I'm prayin for the worst
You wanna hand out, but you flaked, this dude don't really got the nerve
I'ma tell you shit get ugly, we give y'all what y'all deserve
Gold medal, shit settle different, ain't gon' like I'm Kurt
Tryna get my dawg straight, make sure they get what they deserve

Boy, stupid blood, cute pacific pack, boy, smokin' Earth
Perk 30, cup dirty, Cesar pouring up a third
Never finish, voices blessed like they was born inside a church
Make them shut the f*ck up, when we come, shut the party down again

Will I be okay check my pulse, I'm off that shit again
Tony been influenced, never lose, ain't sure to let me in
Granny told me chill, but I'm hot-headed, never listen in
Boy, you talkin' bout that girl that talkin' comin' from the dirt

It get muddy, f*ckin' with me, I'ma leave somebody hurt
Boy, you talkin' bout that girl that talkin' comin' from the dirt
It get muddy, f*ckin' with me, I'ma leave somebody hurt, yeah
Boy, you talkin' bout that girl that talkin' comin' from the dirt
It get muddy, f*ckin' with me, I'ma leave somebody hurt
Leave somebody hurt
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Writer: Tony Hernandez
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Performed By: Tony 2A & 2nd Ave
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Tony Hernandez

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