Stupid Cupid (Track a)

Astro what it do...

Tell me what's the problem
I got the solution
I Got love up on my brain
I swear that Cupid got me stupid
And I know you wanna change
I just got my shit together
You been acting strange
I'm running late but that's better than never

I just put the gas to the pedal
Inna race first place gold medal
Heard you gotta stomp on Satan
A nigga end up dancing with the devil
And Ik you had it planed cuz you clever
Promise you ain't staying why tf we still together
Two feet imma stand imma man and I can't let a temporary bitch fuck a nigga up forever
And tbh dawg I think I'm quite finish with the faded love
Why does every woman get me jaded up
I break it up
Shit Prolly to a thousand pieces
Then I fuck around and come around and make it up
I'm hating love
Never catch I'm chasing love
I'm Caking love with every batch I'm baking up
You faking love
And tell me that we ain't in love
It changed for us
I blew it like some angel dust
But I know that you know that I'm thinking of you
I'm pulling up when my session through
Fuck with a nigga you stick with a nigga it's funny how we can relate to the glue
That's true
I make moves without no hesitation
Think I'm tired of waiting baby

Tell me what's the problem
I got the solution
I Got love up on my brain
I swear that Cupid got me stupid
And I know you wanna change
I just got my shit together
You been acting strange
I'm running late but that's better than never

No stress
How tf you feel bout that
Thumbin through these hunnids
Count racks
And I Never needed help do this shit by myself
I can Fuck around and put this shit right on my back
And she want what I got
Imma need some fuckin thot facts
Can't fuck a bitch that won't fuck back
And I know that ass fat shawty got the bounce back
You can come over and sit that shit right on my lap
No cap
And that's word to Atlanta
Love a freak bitch that'll pose for the camera
Clip fully loaded gotta whole lotta ammo For you broads
And my trigger finger itching I might go and set it off in this Bitch
And I gotta lotta scales no locaste in this bitch
No rick I'm the ruler been the boss with shit
And I often spit bars cuz it's hard to get rich
New girl hood inna car with the stick
And she might let it hit though
And that goes any bitch though
That got a thing for the kid
Cupid starting problems now you blame me and shit
Like you ain't been the shit
Or you can choose a route make a lane swift for this
But you dont see the art that You paint inna pic
Use to have a shawty split veins in her wrist
She Obsessed with Depression can't thank me for shit so

Tell me what's the problem
I got the solution
I Got love up on my brain
I swear that Cupid got me stupid
And I know you wanna change
I just got my shit together
You been acting strange
I'm running late but that's better than never
Tell me what's the problem
I got the solution
I Got love up on my brain
I swear that Cupid got me stupid yea, yea
Swear that Cupid got me stupid yeaaa
Yea Ow Yeaa, Yea
Tell me what's the problem
I got the solution yeaaa
(I Got love up on my brain)
Cupid got me stupid yea
(Love up on my brain)
(I got love up on my brain)
Cupid got me stupid yea...