Stupid Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh

I don't know what I'm doing but how can I lose if I'm going this crazy

I'm going this stupid

Got a K in my hand and no, I'm not no Russian, I'm still gonna use it

I'm shooting like Cupid

My brodie pull up with a choppa, he aim it at you

Let it off, then it get to combusting

Best believe that we aim for the head, and we not gonna miss

Bullets hit you like it was percussion

Oh, they wanna like me now

Bitch, I'm anti social, watch steps, better proceed with caution

Lil boy wanna fight me now

Slap him with a pistol, I'm gon leave him with a concussion

Bad bitch wanna see me now

She acting all shy, I said hey and I got that bitch blushing

These niggas wanna be with me now

I make this shit easy, I'm making it look like it's nothing

I swear y'all got me fucked up

Taji he coming for you, bitch, I've been on the hunt

Bitch, you better shut up

When I'm done with your case, you'll be wishing that we never met

You a goose better duck, duck

Don't do body shots when I shoot, bitch, I aim for the head

I keep em all tucked up

Keep talking that shit and I swear that boy, he gon' be dead

That bitch said that she like all my fashion

See me pull up and I'm wearing some fly shit, uh

She said that she like all my music, walk in the class, I'm the new main attraction, uh

Like my voice and she like how I use it, only like me cause I been getting traction, uh

I'ma beat the kitty, I'ma bruise it

Bend her over like she doing refraction, uh

I'm only staying the night

Then I disappear told her abracadabra, next thing you know I'm out of sight

These niggas be talking so big, yeah, they barking a lot but they don't got no bite

Yeah, the shit that we doing so big, and the shit that they doing, that shit be so

light

I understand why they ass wanna fight

I don't know what I'm doing but how can I lose if I'm going this crazy

I'm going this stupid

Got a K in my hand and no, I'm not no Russian, I'm still gonna use it

I'm shooting like Cupid

My brodie pull up with a choppa, he aim it at you

Let it off, then it get to combusting

Best believe that we aim for the head, and we not gonna miss

Bullets hit you like it was percussion

Oh, they wanna like me now

Bitch, I'm anti social, watch steps, better proceed with caution

Lil boy wanna fight me now

Slap him with a pistol, I'm gon leave him with a concussion

Bad bitch wanna see me now

She acting all shy, I said hey and I got that bitch blushing

These niggas wanna be with me now

I make this shit easy, I'm making it look like it's nothing