CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Stupid
(F**k the fire, we got grease)
Boy
You don't wanna get me started, I can go for days
She gave me neck and it was fire, I did the David Blaine
Man, I don't know what y'all on, I'm just tryin' to get paid (It's BlueStrip, baby)
I made a hundred with the plug, he ain't even know my name
N***a, I'm stupid, I'm always finna do what I'm gon' do
Man, n***as stupid, my b*t*h bad, she wouldn't say a word to you
I be in the mall just like the hood and I ain't never heard of you
N***a, I'm stupid, you really stupid if you think I'm talkin' to you
F**k some Tris, I'm finna take some Wock' and turn my Sprite dirty
I might pop two tens, but I don't really like thirties
With the GlockBoyz, wе got some Glocks, boy, you ain't fight worthy
Clear water out of Hutch, why thе f**k your ice blurry?
Goose coat, Mike Amiri jeans off the Diors
Chopstick with the broomstick like I sweep floors
Why the f**k you only tough on the keyboard?
I-75 road running, hitting detours
Man, burn a block down, hit the airport, then the mall after that
Man, I just touched down in my state, I call your b*t*h like, "Where you at?"
I'm in the airport tucking money, I got fifty of them racks
Unless I'm booking her a ticket, she'll never know where I'm at
Two hundred hundreds, a hundred fifties, I got so many dubs
Man, don't let a n***a make me mad, I promise I'll go and stretch somethin'
Man, hit a n***a with that K like I was texting him or somethin'
N***as think I'm rich right now, boy, just wait 'til the summer
Boy
Two rose gold chains on and they both froze
Baby missile hit his a** and send him through the ozone
Me and gang touching down, throw us in the Pro Bowl
Get the top and them I'm quick to send the ho home
Out of town, skrrtin' in some foreign sh*t you can't afford
Teamwork makes the dream work, you need to pa** it more
Unky scored on a pint, had to go and grab a four
Caught an opp by his dolo, told bro to pa** the torch
You don't wanna get me started, I can go for days
She gave me neck and it was fire, I did the David Blaine
Man, I don't know what y'all on, I'm just tryin' to get paid
I made a hundred with the plug, he ain't even know my name
N***a, I'm stupid, I'm always finna do what I'm gon' do
Man, n***as stupid, my b*t*h bad, she wouldn't say a word to you
I be in the mall just like the hood and I ain't never heard of you
N***a, I'm stupid, you really stupid if you think I'm talkin' to you
I'm in the foreign ridin' with BabyTron, we drivin' so fast
I told him let me drive and I let him hold the strap
It's new opp pack in the air, I ain't gon' lie, this sh*t crack
Man, I make the city hot, go out of town and rent a 'Lac
N***as know what's goin' on with me, they knowin' I hate fat n***as
Man, I get money in my sleep now, I really turned into that n***a
My old hoes be hating that I'm rapping, they say I act different
Man, ask around what I be doing in the city, I'm Mister Fap N***as
Sh*t, f**k, damn, you can't keep up with the Trackhawk
I might leave a hole in the street when I stab off
RTA, Ksubi, see the tags when they sagged off
Three five of some Tiramisu, this a damn log
2015, scam page was getting sales on
Get your mans out of jail, brodie got his bail on
Dog finished, put him in the coffin, put the nails on
Chillin' in my Cali king like, "When the f**k the mail drop?"
You hate me and I hate you, I cannot wait until we see each other
N***a, I'm stupid, wait 'til I drop this cupid
Man, I'll probably leave the lot and crash the 'Vette because I'm foolish
Hoes be giving me they numbers, sh*t, I be asking to see they boobies
Them b*t*hes hit the lights on me, I kept driving, n***a, I'm stupid
New gen Glockiana and this b*t*h got a fully switch
All zaza, I ain't buying no more Cookie zips
Cuz in the spot with some dog that'll bully pits (Phew, hey)
Sliding down, balaclava on, they won't find out who did this
Try and score over here? Boy, that's gon' be a pick-six
Doggy telling stories in the booth, huh, Slick Rick
Boy
You don't wanna get me started, I can go for days
She gave me neck and it was fire, I did the David Blaine
Man, I don't know what y'all on, I'm just tryin' to get paid (It's BlueStrip, baby)
I made a hundred with the plug, he ain't even know my name
N***a, I'm stupid, I'm always finna do what I'm gon' do
Man, n***as stupid, my b*t*h bad, she wouldn't say a word to you
I be in the mall just like the hood and I ain't never heard of you
N***a, I'm stupid, you really stupid if you think I'm talkin' to you
F**k some Tris, I'm finna take some Wock' and turn my Sprite dirty
I might pop two tens, but I don't really like thirties
With the GlockBoyz, wе got some Glocks, boy, you ain't fight worthy
Clear water out of Hutch, why thе f**k your ice blurry?
Goose coat, Mike Amiri jeans off the Diors
Chopstick with the broomstick like I sweep floors
Why the f**k you only tough on the keyboard?
I-75 road running, hitting detours
Man, burn a block down, hit the airport, then the mall after that
Man, I just touched down in my state, I call your b*t*h like, "Where you at?"
I'm in the airport tucking money, I got fifty of them racks
Unless I'm booking her a ticket, she'll never know where I'm at
Two hundred hundreds, a hundred fifties, I got so many dubs
Man, don't let a n***a make me mad, I promise I'll go and stretch somethin'
Man, hit a n***a with that K like I was texting him or somethin'
N***as think I'm rich right now, boy, just wait 'til the summer
Boy
Two rose gold chains on and they both froze
Baby missile hit his a** and send him through the ozone
Me and gang touching down, throw us in the Pro Bowl
Get the top and them I'm quick to send the ho home
Out of town, skrrtin' in some foreign sh*t you can't afford
Teamwork makes the dream work, you need to pa** it more
Unky scored on a pint, had to go and grab a four
Caught an opp by his dolo, told bro to pa** the torch
You don't wanna get me started, I can go for days
She gave me neck and it was fire, I did the David Blaine
Man, I don't know what y'all on, I'm just tryin' to get paid
I made a hundred with the plug, he ain't even know my name
N***a, I'm stupid, I'm always finna do what I'm gon' do
Man, n***as stupid, my b*t*h bad, she wouldn't say a word to you
I be in the mall just like the hood and I ain't never heard of you
N***a, I'm stupid, you really stupid if you think I'm talkin' to you
I'm in the foreign ridin' with BabyTron, we drivin' so fast
I told him let me drive and I let him hold the strap
It's new opp pack in the air, I ain't gon' lie, this sh*t crack
Man, I make the city hot, go out of town and rent a 'Lac
N***as know what's goin' on with me, they knowin' I hate fat n***as
Man, I get money in my sleep now, I really turned into that n***a
My old hoes be hating that I'm rapping, they say I act different
Man, ask around what I be doing in the city, I'm Mister Fap N***as
Sh*t, f**k, damn, you can't keep up with the Trackhawk
I might leave a hole in the street when I stab off
RTA, Ksubi, see the tags when they sagged off
Three five of some Tiramisu, this a damn log
2015, scam page was getting sales on
Get your mans out of jail, brodie got his bail on
Dog finished, put him in the coffin, put the nails on
Chillin' in my Cali king like, "When the f**k the mail drop?"
You hate me and I hate you, I cannot wait until we see each other
N***a, I'm stupid, wait 'til I drop this cupid
Man, I'll probably leave the lot and crash the 'Vette because I'm foolish
Hoes be giving me they numbers, sh*t, I be asking to see they boobies
Them b*t*hes hit the lights on me, I kept driving, n***a, I'm stupid
New gen Glockiana and this b*t*h got a fully switch
All zaza, I ain't buying no more Cookie zips
Cuz in the spot with some dog that'll bully pits (Phew, hey)
Sliding down, balaclava on, they won't find out who did this
Try and score over here? Boy, that's gon' be a pick-six
Doggy telling stories in the booth, huh, Slick Rick
