Yo Stupid Ass lyrics

[Chorus: Swerzie and Apollo the Gemini]
I glowed up on yo' stupid ass
I glowed up on yo' stupid ass
I pulled up on that b*tch with hella bags (Bags, b*tch!)
I glowed up on yo' stupid ass
Stressing on these little b*tches, no, I won't do
Pull up in a Range and tell her what it do (Uzi Rotten, b*tch)
I got hella bags and my ex still broke too
Don't be mad because I done glowed up on you

[Verse 1: Apollo the Gemini]
Bi-bi-b*tches on my di*k, they see me grinding though
Icy diamonds, they frosty like I dipped in the snow
Got a .40 on me, you don't want no f*ckin' smoke
Talkin' crazy, you must not have heard of Apollo
I been leanin' and I just took me a Xan
I-I see you talkin' but I don't hear what you saying
In attires, but I'm counting hella bands
She wanna f*ck, but I made her suck on my mans
Yeah

[Chorus: Swerzie and Apollo the Gemini]
I glowed up on yo' stupid ass
I glowed up on yo' stupid ass
I pulled up on that b*tch with hella bags (Bags, b*tch!)
I glowed up on yo' stupid ass
Stressing on these little b*tches, no, I won't do
Pull up in a Range and tell her what it do (Uzi Rotten, b*tch)
I got hella bags and my ex still broke too
Don't be mad because I done glowed up on you
[Verse 2: Swerzie]
I know that yo' ass not used to ridin' in foreigns, aye
Pull up, drop top, and I'm late like "b*tch you boring"
b*tch, we out here, Uzi Rotten never dorming
Tell these labels I'm about to kick the door in
I know that my name, all in my ex mouth
Pulling up, a Range Rover, I'm flexed out
Uzi Boys and I, see Rotten next out
Flex all on that b*tch, I know she stressed out, (Aye, yeah)

[Chorus: Swerzie, Apollo the Gemini, and bbymutha]
I glowed up on yo' stupid ass
I glowed up on yo' stupid ass
I pulled up on that b*tch with hella bags (Bags, b*tch!)
I glowed up on yo' stupid ass
Stressing on these little b*tches, no, I won't do
Pull up in a Range and tell her what it do
I got hella bags and my ex still broke too
Don't be mad because I done glowed up on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: bbymutha]
Lose a b*tch with babies taking Instagrams in Amsterdam
She been around the world and bae still can't seem to keep a man
Almost getting juiced about who been up in my coochie
My baby callin' me useless, it's worth it, my life a movie
Turn my boobs into some greens, buy the pistol for security
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Lil' b*tch
[Chorus: Swerzie and Apollo the Gemini]
I glowed up on yo' stupid ass
I glowed up on yo' stupid ass
I pulled up on that b*tch with hella bags (Bags, b*tch!)
I glowed up on yo' stupid ass
Stressing on these little b*tches, no, I won't do
Pull up in a Range and tell her what it do (Uzi Rotten, b*tch)
I got hella bags and my ex still broke too
Don't be mad because I done glowed up on you

[Outro: Swerzie]
Yeah!
My ex, she mad cause these diamonds glow
I'ma pull up with suicide built in my doors
I know she salty cause she peeped the glow
Went from no car to 140 dash in a row
Texting the celly like leave me alone
I just met with her friend and she served me that dome
I never trusted no girlie, no no
Uzi Rotten we trust till' the casket is closed, b*tch, yeah