STUPID (WITH LIL YACHTY & BABYFACE RAY)

歌手: YG • 专辑:JUST RE'D UP 3 • 发布时间:2024-08-15
作曲 : Keenon Jackson/Marcellus Rayvon Register/Miles Parks Mccollum/Dijon Mcfarlane/Kameron Ulysses Jackson/Randy Holmes/Benjamin Falik/Rodney Brown Jr./Michael Wayne Nwankwo/Michael Crooms/Solomon Anderson/Warren Mathis
 (Mustard on the beat, ho)

 Oh, damn, y'all done ****ed up
 This beat hittin' like Bruce Lee with the nunchucks
 Before the court room judge us
 Please, wrong way don't rub us
 ****, yeah, when it's beef, I eat cow
 You ain't got chicken, but catchin' Z's, sweet pile (Sweet pile)
 Niggas know what I be about
 Stop playin', I’ll knock a nigga clean out
 Yeah, I got b*****s
 Ugly nigga only got 'em 'cause my riches
 I done made it out the trenches
 I believe I'm him, I'm religious
 I couldn't see me without a check (Without a check)
 You without a check, I'm a wreck
 Penitentiary, chances, tick him to the neck (To the neck)
 The money feel better than sex, oh

 Yeah, let's get to it
 If grump pays, I'ma do it
 R******r them days I was slidin' in the Buick
 Now I'm up goin' stupid, stupid
 I just took a model off my checklist, stupid
 I just put a X to my ex b***h, stupid
 I'm the type to take by the necklace, stupid
 Made it of the block like Tetris

 Ayy, niggas be the loudest with no ****in' money (Skee)
 I be blowin' b*****s backs off two packs of— (Wah)
 How you sent your boys to war with no ammunition?
 Yeah, you put up Rolls Royce, but it's standard edition (Wah)
 Found out what you hit this shit like a bad magician
 This enough to cook his waiter, lose existence
 You wanna roll with the bad boys like a extra of business
 My dog didn't pop every Perc', but he ended up itchin' (Brr)
 He was quick with it, t**k like a paid-off rap
 Ten on the mag, coupe got me hard on X (Yeah)
 Free Jeff, when he spoke with his popo, he left
 Shit got hard, they turned left, niggas know that ain't right (Yeah)
 I'm with juice off the six in the Cranberry Sprite
 Geekin', I got to the lane like a 
 On a mail man launch on to check my pints
 B***h, like with the fight, everything on sight

 Yeah, let's get to it
 If grump pays, I'ma do it
 R******r them days I was slidin' in the Buick
 Now I'm up goin' stupid, stupid
 I just took a model off my checklist, stupid
 I just put a X to my ex b***h, stupid
 I'm the type to take by the necklace, stupid
 Made it of the block like Tetris

 Man, you niggas got me ****ed up
 'Fore I sell myself for this shit I sell drugs
 Yeah, p***y nigga ain't got no love
 High ass nigga sleep on a mop, must be poured up
 Hah, you ain't n***r had to show up
 Baby mama called child support 'cause I'm goin' dumb
 Yeah, I done bum 'cause I know the thugs
 Louis Vuitton cross chains like I bang b***d
 I just scratched a baddie off my checklist, b***h
 You don't have a budget on my necklace, b***h
 Niggas love front faces not that rich
 Tell it to the thotties when I show them my crib
 Real niggas do real things
 Real numbers, real fans, ain’t a thang change
 Yeah, top down in the fast lane
 Hands up, thank a God that the bag came, b***h

 Yeah, let's get to it
 If grump pays, I'ma do it
 R******r them days I was slidin' in the Buick
 Now I'm up goin' stupid, stupid
 I just took a model off my checklist, stupid
 I just put a X to my ex b***h, stupid
 I'm the type to take by the necklace, stupid
 Made it out the block like Tetris
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