Get Stupid!

(Get stupid, childish, insane)

(Bounce out, the skit don't matter you ain't tapped the **** face)

(Walk downs in all black, get aggressive with baby Drac)

Get stupid, childish, insane

Bounce out, the skit don't matter you ain't tapped the **** face

Walk downs in all black, get aggressive with baby Drac

Belt to ass, caught him on the southside, he got spanked

I'm a Hotboii, chains icy, where's the refrigerator?

She forked over the trap but I ain't fuck it, I'ma hit you later

I'll leave the house without my blick before I ever give a bitch some paper

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Said she got more than five for me, hoe I'm pulling up (Yeah)

Gon' need more than them Track twos when these bullets come

Chase down, surviving these ain't likely, hope this bitch can run

Can't judge him cause he just hopped off the porch he trynna get him one

Another Fly just got squashed go pick that-

Go pick that **** up

We turned that bitch to dust

Keep fully on me this shit serious its not for fun

I push the J like I'm from the court but I'm from 21

Aye, on Seventh St ****

Get stupid, childish, insane

Bounce out, the skit don't matter you ain't tapped the **** face

Walk downs in all black, get aggressive with baby Drac

Belt to ass, caught him on the southside, he got spanked

I'm a Hotboii, chains icy, where's the refrigerator?

She forked over the trap but I ain't fuck it, I'ma hit you later

I'll leave the house without my blick before I ever give a bitch some paper

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Said she got more than five for me, hoe I'm pulling up

Montclair to the G we all bleed the same

We just pulled up on they block where they people hang (Aye)

I'm in there walking **** down, I don't need no aim

We just floated down Scribner, now we through the A

Bitch my Glock a transgender, it go both ways (Aye)

I wouldn't claim that skit **** it was no head tap

Slide through this bitch looking too smurky that's a death trap (Aye)

Caught him with the bitch and left him where he slept at

I ain't a P but this shooter shit, baby that's what I'm best at

Got forensics, yellow tape a **** where we left a mess at

(Got forensics, yellow tape a **** where we left a mess at)

Bitch wasn't talking 'bout no chips, so I just got the lips

Sucka **** walking 'round the corner, I'm walking doing hits

Drop a body, burn the fit, its back to taking trips

Bitch, y'all do attempts, y'all ain't doing hits

Return the pole lil bro, you ain't use the shit

Don't do the shooting out the load, we bouncin' out the whip

G baby, since thirteen I been pulling skitz

And let me send some weird shit, I'm coming off the hip

Pussy pulled that weird shit, he in a bag for it

I was broke back then, I made my bag for it

Bitch I'm nodding off a deuce, I almost bagged foreign

Put the bitch on a flight, got her war torn

And I been kicking off that Wock', I need to stop pourin'

Get stupid, childish, insane

Bounce out, the skit don't matter you ain't tapped the **** face

Walk downs in all black, get aggressive with baby Drac

Belt to ass, caught him on the southside, he got spanked

I'm a Hotboii, chains icy, where's the refrigerator?

She forked over the trap but I ain't fuck it, I'ma hit you later

I'll leave the house without my blick before I ever give a bitch some paper

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Said she got more than five for me, hoe I'm pulling up