Is U Stoopid Lyrics

Is you stupid

My niggas toting in broad day

Wherever you jump out your body that's where your bitch ass gone lay

Is you stupid

Want pressure my niggas with all that

Spot a Opp ain't no talking just cocking the Hammer back

Is you stupid

Fuck your hood we a drag in that bitch

And every nigga with me brought a stick

With a switch

Is you stupid

This Murder land we lay shit down

No talking all you hear is gun sounds

100 rounds

I Don't beef on the internet

Substantial we ain't into that

We like them niggas on them Tubi movies

We don't know how to act

Will smith my men in black

Wipe his nose

Dummy line him up

223's Play with me wipe your nose like you got sinuses

I got muscle memory just hit

don't need to do no aiming

Shooters on deck

And We do pull ups like we potty training

I know how to spot a real killer From his body language

We don't duck no Smoke

Reach for my chain you getting amputated

Niggas want pressure I be the one to oblige It

We got so many magazines a nigga can subscribe us

I hang with the shooters dope boys Scammers and robbers

So Play stupid games

Bitch win stupid prizes

Aware of my surroundings cause I don't like surprises

He said he outside

Never seen him

Must been hiding

Hold the blicky like a veteran

We steppers so we be stepping

I heard niggas think shit sweet

Dummy I got one question

Is you stupid

My niggas toting in broad day

Wherever you jump out your body that's where your bitch ass gone lay

Is you stupid

Want pressure my niggas with all that

Spot a Opp ain't no talking just cocking the Hammer back

Is you stupid

Fuck your hood we a drag in that bitch

And every nigga with me brought a stick

With a switch

This Murder land we lay shit down

No talking all you hear is gun sounds

100 rounds

You ain't trap no graveyard shifts

Just so you had some food

You ain't never piss on your hands to lose That residue

Only beef over revenue

Not over hoes What's up with you

Man of respect MOR

Bitch I thought you knew

We ain't gone stop at you

We clip them niggas with you too

Nina love to bust

I make her pop it Like I'm Uncle Luke

All your clout is fabricated

We know that you made a statement

Pussy niggas implicating cause they fear incarceration

All you hear is gun shots screams and then silence

Then here come the sirens

We solve issues with Violence

You not equipped for these problems

Wipe a nigga snotty nose

I heard you made a threat

I got a question though

Is you stupid

My niggas toting in broad day

Wherever you jump out your body

that's where your bitch ass gone lay

Is you stupid

Want pressure my niggas with all that

In Spot a Opp ain't no talking just cocking the Hammer back

Is you stupid

Fuck your hood we a drag in that bitch

And every nigga with me brought a stick

With a switch

This Murder land we lay shit down

No talking all you hear is gun sounds

100 rounds