Get Stupid lyrics

{Intro}
(Get stupid, childish, insane)
(Bounce out, the skit don't matter you ain't tapped the n*gga face)
(Walk downs in all black, get aggressive with baby Drac)

{Chorus}
Get stupid, childish, insane
Bounce out, the skit don't matter you ain't tapped the n*gga face
Walk downs in all black, get aggressive with baby Drac
Built a ass
Caught him on the southside, he got spanked
I'm a hotboy
Chains icy, where's the refrigerator?
She forked over the trap but I ain't f*ck it
Ima hit you later
I'll leave the house without my blick before I еver give a b*tch some papеr
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Said she got more than 5 for me. hoe I'm pulling up

{Verse 1: EBK Jaaybo)
(Yeah) Gon' need more than them Track 2's when
Chase down
Surviving these ain't likely, hope this b*tch 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 n*gga up
We turned that b*tch to dust
Keep fully on me this sh*t serious its not for fun
I push the J like I'm from the court but I'm from 21
Ay, on Seventh St n*gga
{Chorus}
Get stupid, childish, insane
Bounce out, the skit don't matter you ain't tapped the n*gga face
Walk downs in all black, get aggressive with baby Drac
Built a ass
Caught him on the southside, he got spanked
I'm a hotboy
Chains icy, where's the refrigerator?
She forked over the trap but I ain't f*ck it
Ima hit you later
I'll leave the house without my blick before I ever give a b*tch some paper
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Said she got more than 5 for me. hoe I'm pulling up

{Verse 2: PayPig2125}
Moncler 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 n*ggas down I don't need no aim
We just floated down Scribner now we through the A
b*tch my Glock a transgender it go both ways (Aye)
I wouldn't claim that skit n*gga it was no head tap
Slide through this b*tch looking too smirky that's a death trap (Aye)
Caught him with the b*tch and left him where he slept at
Ain't a P but this shooter sh*t is what I'm best at
Got Firenza' yellow tape a n*gga where we left a mess at
(Got Firenza's yellow tape a n*gga where we left a mess at)
b*tch wasn't talking 'bout no chips so I just got the lips
Sucka n*ggas walking round the corner I'm walking doing hits
Drop a body burn the fit its back to taking trips
b*tch, y'all do attempts y'all ain't doing hits
Return the pole lil bro, you ain't used the sh*t
Don't do the shooting out the lo we bouncing out the whip
Geez baby since 13 I been pulling skitz
And let me send some weird sh*t I'm coming off the hip
pus*y pulled that weird shi he in a bag for it
I was broke back then I made my bag for it

b*tch I'm nodding off a deuce I almost bagged foreign

Put the b*tch on a flight got her war torn

And I been kicking off that wock I need to stop more

{Chorus}
Get stupid, childish, insane
Bounce out, the skit don't matter you ain't tapped the n*gga face
Walk downs in all black, get aggressive with baby Drac
Built a ass
Caught him on the southside, he got spanked
I'm a hotboy
Chains icy, where's the refrigerator?
She forked over the trap but I ain't f*ck it
Ima hit you later
I'll leave the house without my blick before I ever give a b*tch some paper
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Said she got more than 5 for me. hoe I'm pulling up