stfu

Ohh, yeah

I ain't hit you back and now you ovary-acting

Hate that shit with a passion, yeah

Have a little self respect, don't want to put you on blast

But you should go 'head and practice

Shut the **** up right now and let me breathe

Shut the **** up right now, let me do my thing

Slow down, slow down, slow down

Quit hitting my phone up, quit hitting my phone up

Quit hitting my phone, slow down

I ain't hit you back, now you ovary-acting

I don't play that elastic

You be like, when we gon' ****, what we gon' do

You should try and quit asking, huh

You should shut the **** up right now and let me be me (let me be, let me be)

Shut the **** up right now, let me do my thing (yea, right)

People talk too much shit

In my face, 'round my back, on the phone

Ain't been famous for a while but I'm still up in my zone

And I don't usually smoke, but I'm high on sativa

There's mugwort in my tea, I smell like heaven, I'm a diva (diva)

Bangin' Aaliyah so loud in my speaker that I can not hear you no, I'm gone

Don't you be blowin' up my phone

I'm in a different time zone

Ever since a matter of time, all my girls is badder than nine

Hope to banish the debt, you hammered, you still don't know how to handle your wine

That's probably why you're hittin' me more

Yeah I've got a rule because I've done this before

Just **** 'em three times and don't **** 'em no more

Cause they just fall in love if you **** 'em the fourth (woo)

Don't get me right, I really like it when we're vibin'

But when I'm in another city, shh, be quiet

Shut the **** up right now and let me be me

Shut the **** up right now, let me do my thing

Slow down, slow down, slow down

Quit hitting my phone up, quit hitting my phone up

Quit hitting my phone, slow down

And I've been off the coke, I've been off the coke (I've been off this coke)

Always ringing phone, always ringing phone (always ringing phone)

She constantly calling my old b***h

Get up, be gone and go home, b***h

Quit playin' with all of my phone, b***h

Switch numbers, even my wrong shit

These chicks, they cunning

Flip cities, she sticks, still on it

Switched whips, where wake, she saw it

This b***h on my ass, like a pair of my drawers

Any phone I ever own, she call it

She call me at 2, call me at 3

Check I'm a wakkeboi, fukk I gon' be

Wanna grab an eight ball, set your p***y free

Then she walk with a nose bleed on her blue jeans

Dumb b***h, dumb hoe

Don't call my phone, go home

We jettin' out 'till we made it

Shut the **** up complainin'

Shut the **** up right now and let me be me (ayy, shut the **** up b***h)

Shut the **** up right now, let me do my thing (It's true, but it's simple)

Slow down, slow down, slow down

Quit hitting my phone up, quit hitting my phone up (quit hittin' up my ****ing phone)

Quit hitting my phone, slow down