Goin Stupid
I'm in my bag nigga going stupid
I'm in my mama Honda going stupid
Speaking that money language and it's fluent
Got the opps down bad, going through it
Throw the ones and you throwin' the ones
But if you shooting a nigga, okay, I'm shooting
Shawty, she all over my dick
She said that she like the way that I be moving
Niggas down bad, paying for the coochie
Got a light skin like Renni, Rucci
Shawty, she shaking ass, tryna do me
I'm making a scene, I'm making a movie
You got that pape, nigga, then prove it
Hop on the beat, nigga, just do it
I gotta skip through all these clips
And get to the bag, cause my life a movie
Been there and done it, so you couldn't fool me
She a lil' rat and she got the cooties
Fuckin' that bitch in first person
Aggressively feelin' like it's Call of Duty
Cold hearted and that's why I be thuggin' it
I'm in a party, they just bought the drugs in it
Hatin' on me, but you know I'm a above this shit
Tell her goodnight, then stay up with my other bitch
She give me brain, I need the education
I know a bad bitch and she is a blasian
I'm on the road because I'm money chasin
I'm smokin' this dope, got my heart racin
Kill a nigga, then show up to the funeral
Put on tuxedos, I dress for the occasion
I'm in my bag, I got me a new bitch
I feel like J Benz cause my opps got confusion
All the late nights and I'm thinking about Ray
I gotta go hard, I swear I might lose it
Hop on the beat, man, just do it
You boys is still broke, I can't do it
Blowing her back and her mind and she clueless
Hate it if you want, but I had to go through it
Sniffin' that, yeah, okay
Got a bad bitch, she go both ways
I don't understand why y'all be hatin
If it ain't that, then what you be sayin
Give me that profit, then I'm outta state
I'm Aaron Rodgers, just give me the play
I'm finna ski, put it all in her face
Doin' that, then dodgin' the case
For that money, I go M.I.A
Ain't worry about y'all, get the fuck out my face
I'm on my bag, nigga, goin' stupid
I'm in my mama,Honda goin' stupid
Speakin' that money language and it's fluent
Got opps down, bad goin' through it
Throw the ones if you throwin' the ones
But if you shootin, nigga, okay, I'm shootin
Shawty, she all over my dick
She said that she like the way that I be movin
I'm in my mama Honda going stupid
Speaking that money language and it's fluent
Got the opps down bad, going through it
Throw the ones and you throwin' the ones
But if you shooting a nigga, okay, I'm shooting
Shawty, she all over my dick
She said that she like the way that I be moving
Niggas down bad, paying for the coochie
Got a light skin like Renni, Rucci
Shawty, she shaking ass, tryna do me
I'm making a scene, I'm making a movie
You got that pape, nigga, then prove it
Hop on the beat, nigga, just do it
I gotta skip through all these clips
And get to the bag, cause my life a movie
Been there and done it, so you couldn't fool me
She a lil' rat and she got the cooties
Fuckin' that bitch in first person
Aggressively feelin' like it's Call of Duty
Cold hearted and that's why I be thuggin' it
I'm in a party, they just bought the drugs in it
Hatin' on me, but you know I'm a above this shit
Tell her goodnight, then stay up with my other bitch
She give me brain, I need the education
I know a bad bitch and she is a blasian
I'm on the road because I'm money chasin
I'm smokin' this dope, got my heart racin
Kill a nigga, then show up to the funeral
Put on tuxedos, I dress for the occasion
I'm in my bag, I got me a new bitch
I feel like J Benz cause my opps got confusion
All the late nights and I'm thinking about Ray
I gotta go hard, I swear I might lose it
Hop on the beat, man, just do it
You boys is still broke, I can't do it
Blowing her back and her mind and she clueless
Hate it if you want, but I had to go through it
Sniffin' that, yeah, okay
Got a bad bitch, she go both ways
I don't understand why y'all be hatin
If it ain't that, then what you be sayin
Give me that profit, then I'm outta state
I'm Aaron Rodgers, just give me the play
I'm finna ski, put it all in her face
Doin' that, then dodgin' the case
For that money, I go M.I.A
Ain't worry about y'all, get the fuck out my face
I'm on my bag, nigga, goin' stupid
I'm in my mama,Honda goin' stupid
Speakin' that money language and it's fluent
Got opps down, bad goin' through it
Throw the ones if you throwin' the ones
But if you shootin, nigga, okay, I'm shootin
Shawty, she all over my dick
She said that she like the way that I be movin
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Writer(s): Kevon Weaver, Renzo Weaver
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