BabyTron, Glockboyz Teejaee - Stupid lyrics

(Fuck 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
Nigga, I'm stupid
I'm always finna do what I'm gon' do
Man, niggas stupid, my bitch 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
Nigga, I'm stupid
You really stupid if you think
I'm talkin' to you



Fuck 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, we got some Glocks, boy
You ain't fight worthy
Clear water out of Hutch
Why the fuck your ice blurry?
Goose coat, Mike Amiri jeans off the Diors
Chopstick with the broomstick like
I sweep floors
Why the fuck you only tough on the keyboard?
I75 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 bitch 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 nigga make me mad
I promise I'll go and stretch somethin'
Man, hit a nigga with that K like
I was texting him or somethin'
Niggas 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 ass 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 shit
You can't afford
Teamwork makes the dream work
You need to pass it more
Unky scored on a pint
Had to go and grab a four
Caught an opp by his dolo
Told bro to pass 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
Nigga, I'm stupid
I'm always finna do what I'm gon' do
Man, niggas stupid, my bitch 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
Nigga, 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 shit crack
Man, I make the city hot
Go out of town and rent a 'Lac
Niggas know what's goin' on with me
They knowin' I hate fat niggas
Man, I get money in my sleep now
I really turned into that nigga
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 Niggas

Shit, fuck, 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 fuck the mail drop?"

You hate me and I hate you
I cannot wait until we see each other
Nigga, 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, shit
I be asking to see they boobies
Them bitches hit the lights on
Me, I kept driving, nigga
I'm stupid

New gen Glockiana and this bitch
Got a fully switch
All zaza, I ain't buying no more Cookie zips
Cause in the spot with some
Dog that'll bully pit's
(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