Get Stupid
"What's fire is the fact that he is from
All the way in the Netherlands
But he is heavily inspired by the Bay
You have made me want to listen to more European style rap"
S-T-U-P-I-D
When we go to the club we don't need ID
Everywhere we go is a party ya'll
We gon' get it crackin' like the Mardi Gras
Get stupid
Get stupid
Get stupid
Get stupid
Go stupid
Go stupid
Go stupid
Come on go stupid with me
Still flyer than a bitch, yeah you know it's me
When we go to the club we don't need ID
2018, start out as KD
Nowadays they know me as the D R E
Hella fresh when I pull up
Dudes be hella mad when they see the crew roll up
Finna get this cash, like I'm mario, one up
Yadadadaimean if you don't then it's tough luck
Back home I ain't Overseas
Still telling all the homies to follow me
Got a couple bad habits that I chose to keep
Truthfully that is the reason why I'm losing sleep
No sleep, still I'm chasing a bag
Said it before I want this and that
At a young age fell in love with rap
Married to this game, ain't no going back
S-T-U-P-I-D
When we go to the club we don't need ID
Everywhere we go is a party ya'll
We gon' get it crackin' like the Mardi Gras
Get stupid
Get stupid
Get stupid
Get stupid
Go stupid
Go stupid
Go stupid
Come on go stupid with me
Ay
Drove to Paris, what is next?
She want to get Louis, on her chain some new baguettes
I ain't got the paper, but that's what I chase to get
I was born near Amsterdam, but grew up on the west, ay, yee
The party keep goin'
Molly fueled ragers till late in the morning
Told the bartender, all them shots, keep em coming
Gonna get stupid, Im'a hate me in the morning
Ay
What the fuck you think?
This is whiskey on my lips, not some bitch ass drink
Got a cup in my hand, on my lap my bitch
Baby whispered in my ear, let's get dummy rich
Okay
S-T-U-P-I-D
When we go to the club we don't need ID
Everywhere we go is a party ya'll
We gon' get it crackin' like the Mardi Gras
Get stupid
Get stupid
Get stupid
Get stupid
Go stupid
Go stupid
Go stupid
Come on go stupid with me
I'm just sayin' I grew up on the Bay
Fuck what it costs (what it costs)
I'm a boss (I'm a boss)
Tycoon (ty-tycoon)
All the way in the Netherlands
But he is heavily inspired by the Bay
You have made me want to listen to more European style rap"
S-T-U-P-I-D
When we go to the club we don't need ID
Everywhere we go is a party ya'll
We gon' get it crackin' like the Mardi Gras
Get stupid
Get stupid
Get stupid
Get stupid
Go stupid
Go stupid
Go stupid
Come on go stupid with me
Still flyer than a bitch, yeah you know it's me
When we go to the club we don't need ID
2018, start out as KD
Nowadays they know me as the D R E
Hella fresh when I pull up
Dudes be hella mad when they see the crew roll up
Finna get this cash, like I'm mario, one up
Yadadadaimean if you don't then it's tough luck
Back home I ain't Overseas
Still telling all the homies to follow me
Got a couple bad habits that I chose to keep
Truthfully that is the reason why I'm losing sleep
No sleep, still I'm chasing a bag
Said it before I want this and that
At a young age fell in love with rap
Married to this game, ain't no going back
S-T-U-P-I-D
When we go to the club we don't need ID
Everywhere we go is a party ya'll
We gon' get it crackin' like the Mardi Gras
Get stupid
Get stupid
Get stupid
Get stupid
Go stupid
Go stupid
Go stupid
Come on go stupid with me
Ay
Drove to Paris, what is next?
She want to get Louis, on her chain some new baguettes
I ain't got the paper, but that's what I chase to get
I was born near Amsterdam, but grew up on the west, ay, yee
The party keep goin'
Molly fueled ragers till late in the morning
Told the bartender, all them shots, keep em coming
Gonna get stupid, Im'a hate me in the morning
Ay
What the fuck you think?
This is whiskey on my lips, not some bitch ass drink
Got a cup in my hand, on my lap my bitch
Baby whispered in my ear, let's get dummy rich
Okay
S-T-U-P-I-D
When we go to the club we don't need ID
Everywhere we go is a party ya'll
We gon' get it crackin' like the Mardi Gras
Get stupid
Get stupid
Get stupid
Get stupid
Go stupid
Go stupid
Go stupid
Come on go stupid with me
I'm just sayin' I grew up on the Bay
Fuck what it costs (what it costs)
I'm a boss (I'm a boss)
Tycoon (ty-tycoon)
Credits
Writer(s): Andre Louis Hicks, Kevin Van Drecht
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