​​​stupid lyrics

[Intro]
Sua chamada está sendo encaminhada para a caixa postal e estará sujeita a cobrança após o sinal
I shot off his brain, he look stupid

[Verse 1]
I don't really give a f*ck what they talking 'bout
Said I don't like paper, prove him wrong right now
b*tch, I'm counting, rolling paper, I'ma smoke right now
And he not talking money, what he talking 'bout?
She said she want me, so I kicked her out
Back then, I had less than hundred on my bank account
You be talking sh*t, but I'm here, what we doing now?
And if it's up to me, I'll try a hundred ways to make it out (Make it out)
You be talking sh*t, you going through it
I'm a bandman, I phase through the groupies
That ho tried to f*ck on me, she thought that I was stupid
I just took his sh*t, now he look stupid

[Chorus]
I havеn't dropped, now they're cluеless
I know if they don't copy me, then they can't do it
These rappers talking 'bout they mans, gonna shoot it
b*tch, I shot off his brain, now he stupid
I haven't dropped, now they're clueless
I know if they don't copy me, then they can't do it
These rappers talking 'bout they mans, gonna shoot it
b*tch, I shot off his brain, now he stupid
[Verse 2]
E-every time I win, I catch them losing
Yo' b*tch don't want you, she was choosing, but that's just how it go
I was in the field, you were snoozing
Now they don't f*ck with your music, don't count on me, lil' bro
I was getting bands by my lone
You f*cked it up yourself, it's like you tried to go broke, I know
If they catch me, I'll get life for this phone
Methods that I shouldn't have known, I don't know

[Outro]
Here's some free advice for you, okay? Don't f*ck with me, you got that? You think you can f*ck with me?
I was getting bands by my lone
You f*cked it up yourself, it's like you tried to go broke, I know
If they catch me, I'll get life for this phone
Methods that I shouldn't have known, I don't know