Stupid Again

I just wanna say from the bottom of me heart
I'd like to take this chance to apologize to absolutely nobody
The double champ does what the f- he wants

Uh, woo, ayy
'Bout to go stupid again
She out the roof of the Benz
I'm 'bout to do her to get her
I'ma f- two of her friends
Just made a flip off the wop
F- the Frank Mueller, I jump out the jeweler again
I f- my money up on the re-up but I got it right back and I blew it again
Uh, ayy

Bag full of bricks
Back sellin' Knicks like Ewing again
Trap ain't bump like this since '06
Soulja Boy sh-, start you-in' again

Clear it out, grrrr, stick 'em
Air it out, brrrr, flip 'em
Whereabouts, I ain't never 'bout to give 'em
Fair amounts, I ain't never finna hit 'em with

Triple in it, double-up the stash, caught a brick
Another half, finna got another twenty on the vision
Spatula, flippin' it, a Caddy from the kitchen
I'ma hustle 'til the car came with another brick in it

Crib came with another b- in it
If you ain't gettin' litty with the sh-, I'ma put another b- in it
B- better hit me with deep throat (oh)
And no, I ain't talkin' 'bout Michigan, ayy

Oh, uh, damn, sh-
I'm goin' stupid and sh- (woo)
She play the flute with my d-
Wrist, sick, I got the flu on a b-
I play it cool on a b-
Hit, stick, that's how I do on your b- (uh)
What I'ma do in this b-
P- was great, flew out and flew in this b-

.40, shinin' and shinin'
Way in the hills, I'm high in the climate
N- is trickin' and n- is simpin'
Payin' for heels, and winin' and dinin'
Jewish lawyers on the phone call
I said I'ma sign that lil' sh- when I sign it
I got these Benjamin Frank on my body
Ain't finna f- if this sh- ain't exotic, woo

Ten traps phones 'cause the b- keep on callin'
Sleepin' on the floor, I be scammin', gettin' it all in
Do the money dance when the money fall
N-, f- my ex, I'm uninvolved

Yeah, you don't like me n-
Damn, he runnin' through all his paper
That's what I do to a hater
Don't touch two things, my hair or my paper (woo)
Passin' that b- and she hot
Pass her like hot potato
I grind, I skate her (uh)
And she look good, I might date her
P- was good and I ate it
Lil' b-, I'm Bajan, woo

So we both at the function, you know what I'm sayin'
You pull up with your b- in the 458
I pull up with my b- in the 488
You pull up beside my sh-, like
"Yo, what's the difference between my 458 and your 488?"
Just 'bout like eighty to hundred thousand, beat it
Woo, ayy

'Bout to go stupid again
She out the roof of the Benz
I'm 'bout to do it her to get her
I'ma f- two of her friends
Just made a flip off the wop
F- the Frank Mueller, I jump out the jeweler again
I f- my money up on the re-up but I got it right back and I blew it again

Hahaha
We don't wanna hear no sucker sh- after this sh- either
Know what I'm sayin'?
Oh, you worried 'bout your b-?
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, she's here
Know what I'm sayin'
Oui, oui, parlez-vous français and all that good sh-
Ha, straight off the runway in Paris



Credits
Writer(s): Daystar Peterson, Jonathan Demario Priester, Wilbert Hirsch, Dejan Nikolic
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