Shut Up Berner (Ft. Chris Brown & JasonMartin)

[Intro: Problem]
(League of, League of, League of, League of, League of, League of Starz)
Shut up, shut up
Shut up, shut up
All that talkin' ain't makin' no bread (What?)

[Verse 1: Berner]
You ain't got no money, bitch, shut up (Shut up)
I'm in the nightclub rollin' bud up (Bud up)
She wants me to fuck without a rubber
Man, she got three kids and she wants to have another
Not me (Not me), oh, no way (No way)
I need a dime piece bitch that pay (That pay)
Rosé (Rosé), no thanks (No thanks)
I'm on this Ace and this cold Bombay
Bitch, this gold chain weigh a little more than sixteen zippers
Freshko hoodie, LV slippers
All this molly and all these strippers
Let me smoke my joint, you can keep that Swisher (Okay)
Coke flipper (Uh-huh), I fuck a gold digger
I'm a Bay boy, baby, yeah, a real go-getter (Get it)
Someone better tell this bitch shut up
'Cause talkin' like that'll get her boyfriend cut up

[Chorus: Problem]
Shut up, shut up
All that talkin' ain't makin' no bread (No bread)
Fe-Fe-Feelin' myself
So it ain't no fuckin' if you ain't givin' head
So tell that bitch shut up (What?)
Tell that nigga shut up (What?)
Tell that bitch shut up (What?)
Tell that nigga shut up (Wha-Wha-What?)
All that yappin', ain't no action (What?)
Get it crackin' if you tryna make it happen, bitch, shut up