SHUTUP! (feat. ilycrisis)

Crisis, you made this? Let's turn it up We gone get the club up We gone get the club up We gone get the club up We gone get the club up We gone get the club up We gone get the club up We gone get the club up We gone get the club up We gone get the club DJ turn it up some Trow the roof off drop the top and we gone have some real fun Turn it up and burn the rubber shawty know I'm on sum Me and bro the 2 man team I call her and she bring one Whole team I don't leave none Even when my pit small I still know when to team up Hit you wit that 556 crisis they got a beam yuh Groupies off that gas off the thrax and they t'd up Thought they was the backstage crew I told them hit the streets yuh Yea yea My diamonds anemic My soul here is freezing I told her to beat it But she keep believing Her ex prolly beat her I wanted to grab up a Glock from the back and you know I proceed it Ran back to her ex so I hadda delete it When we were together we were undefeated Now you lost your happiness you feel mistreated You see how I feel you left me depleted I remember talkin to them beats like they live and breathe Got wings got made back in 17 now we in the scene Present day we rapping on our beats and they rock with me Rolling Loud gone hear me from my seat they gone have to see Got paid for a show and then got schemed so I sent the team Ain't no gangsta but don't Rest In Peace you done stole from me Rappers hit my dm for the lab but it ain't for free 45 and that's before the tax better pay your fee or SHUT UP Shawty wanna call me askin what I'm doin NUN YA Coolin by myself or in the stu gettin these BIG BUCKS Giannis in the paint I know I'm green IM UP IM UP IM UP If it's up then we get it I'm reaching the stars by the minute a mile to finish I set up my camp like I'm Plymouth and I ain't gone leave till a million Girls in my dm for digits and soon they gone ask for my tickets I'm always gone go past my limit you cooked like a skillet I see it in your eyes you trippin Remember when we used to get it Skipping class hallway teacher askin for my pass Whole time I was linkin with girly she texting my phone where the heck am I at Flow swinging hard like I'm 4th at bat Power hitter Stretching me thin like we playing twister Mary Mary like it's sister sister Workin my grind boy I'm stayin consistent Lemme stop playin bruh, on to the next And what's that tag say? Thats nasty Nomad Indeed it is