Go Stupid
Yeah they know I keep a K with it
Raizo don't ever play with it
You making music but you lame with it
This my bitch so I'm taming it
Yeah I be singing I don't be dropping no cap
Playing with me get you dropped on your ass
Spin the whole block
Smoking my opps
Playing with Sweezy is getting you popped
Thinking you hot but, you really not
Close with my brothers we stuck in a knot
Think I'm a G? Wait 'till you meet my friend's
Zeke in the Benz whipping the coupe
J in the coupe and he whipping the block
I'm in the coupe and I'm shooting the opps
They think I'm dumb but I'm really not
I got the guap
I got the green
I got the dope
I'm feeding fiends
You wore the same fit as I did
But that shit look tougher on me
She wanna link up with Lonely
And get with his homies
But we do not need her
Cause she be an eater
Shordy a diva
Her name Anita
We smoking on that reefer look
Yeah your girl tryna make a movie with me
Why she talking when I'm rolling on them beams
Hold up lemme slow it down
Drip too hard you gon' drown
My new fit dripping Supreme
Your new girl all on me
Yeah, no you not like my shooter Pamela
That boy right there he an amateur
Take the shot, check the aperture
I can't shake hands with ya
My shooters will damage ya
So get your hammer up
'Fore we blam you up
That's your clan and stuff
No you didn't plan enough
You not waking up
Leave him on the ground like
No I never miss
No follow ups
Put tire marks on his coffin
He didn't want smoke, no more coughing
Yeah we still poppin'
And they still watching
Yeah we still shopping
And they still plotting
We dropping them bodies
Leave 'em with rings no Audi
This like the third time that I killed somebody look
I been getting money, I been getting it quick
Yeah your girl all up on me
Yeah she love the stick
And I keep a K with it
Walk in the party and I came winning
And I keep it like yeah
Girl I got a stick and it go "Uh, uh"
If you tryna smash say "Yes, Uh huh"
No we don't run, we don't do that
You gon' run cause we got that yeah
Yeah we getting money and I'm using all the flows
Yeah we driving foreigns windows tinted with the hoes
We don't drive rentals yeah we park em in the lot
Tryna cop that 'Rari, tryna cop it with the yacht
New drip on me they wonder what I bought
I don't give chances
I drop em like its hot
Drop em in the lot
Yeah we get that money
Yeah we getting it a lot
Yeah I drop bodies but I don't count it up
Cause it's nothing
But I count these thousands like 1, 2, 3
Raizo don't ever play with it
You making music but you lame with it
This my bitch so I'm taming it
Yeah I be singing I don't be dropping no cap
Playing with me get you dropped on your ass
Spin the whole block
Smoking my opps
Playing with Sweezy is getting you popped
Thinking you hot but, you really not
Close with my brothers we stuck in a knot
Think I'm a G? Wait 'till you meet my friend's
Zeke in the Benz whipping the coupe
J in the coupe and he whipping the block
I'm in the coupe and I'm shooting the opps
They think I'm dumb but I'm really not
I got the guap
I got the green
I got the dope
I'm feeding fiends
You wore the same fit as I did
But that shit look tougher on me
She wanna link up with Lonely
And get with his homies
But we do not need her
Cause she be an eater
Shordy a diva
Her name Anita
We smoking on that reefer look
Yeah your girl tryna make a movie with me
Why she talking when I'm rolling on them beams
Hold up lemme slow it down
Drip too hard you gon' drown
My new fit dripping Supreme
Your new girl all on me
Yeah, no you not like my shooter Pamela
That boy right there he an amateur
Take the shot, check the aperture
I can't shake hands with ya
My shooters will damage ya
So get your hammer up
'Fore we blam you up
That's your clan and stuff
No you didn't plan enough
You not waking up
Leave him on the ground like
No I never miss
No follow ups
Put tire marks on his coffin
He didn't want smoke, no more coughing
Yeah we still poppin'
And they still watching
Yeah we still shopping
And they still plotting
We dropping them bodies
Leave 'em with rings no Audi
This like the third time that I killed somebody look
I been getting money, I been getting it quick
Yeah your girl all up on me
Yeah she love the stick
And I keep a K with it
Walk in the party and I came winning
And I keep it like yeah
Girl I got a stick and it go "Uh, uh"
If you tryna smash say "Yes, Uh huh"
No we don't run, we don't do that
You gon' run cause we got that yeah
Yeah we getting money and I'm using all the flows
Yeah we driving foreigns windows tinted with the hoes
We don't drive rentals yeah we park em in the lot
Tryna cop that 'Rari, tryna cop it with the yacht
New drip on me they wonder what I bought
I don't give chances
I drop em like its hot
Drop em in the lot
Yeah we get that money
Yeah we getting it a lot
Yeah I drop bodies but I don't count it up
Cause it's nothing
But I count these thousands like 1, 2, 3
Credits
Writer(s): Nathaniel Jardenico
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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