STOOPID Lyrics

Damn it's Tom

Wait damn

And I'm still posted on the 9 lil' bitch

Pullup I got time too damn look

Aye bitch I hopped up on a plane, and took a trip

This' ain't my block, I watch when I'm on the strip

If a nigga play crazy, call the glock with the switch

2 shots inna' head, now he hot in a ditch

Damn yea' wait, now he fried

Nigga ran up, ask how the fuck he die

Bake his ass, put his stupid ass in a pie

Niggas said that Tom broke, why you lyin'

Damn yea' wait, get ya funds up

If I'm going broke its cause I'm tryna get my guns up

I ain't aiming at ya legs, I'm aiming for the lungs up

I be lamping up all night, till' da' sun up

You gon' get did real right if you run up

If ya neck and wrist showing lights its a come-up

Aim down and put him in my sights now ya done up

You can get stomped in these whites call it one up

I just made a play, ran through it got it back

You won't catch me on no block standin', I dont lack

Never lack, that's how ya' ass get put up in a pack

Verses got em' feenin' out they coming back like crack oh damn

Oh don't try pull up right in ya car

And he try run but he ain't make it far

And that nigga soft but he think he hard

Pull up on ya block now we pulling cards

Yea', on ya block I'm floatin'

Im off the za' but you lean off the potion

Imma up this' 30, you leave yours inna' holster

Oh you wanna shine? we gon' put him on a poster damn

Of da pick, lil nigga can't hold me

Take a step back, and I shoot like Ginobli

Put em' in a blender, like a chair we gon' fold him

Nigga you a bitch, how the fuck you get bolder

Oh you stressin' out you? got weight on ya' shoulder?

Stabbed in the back so my heart it got colder

Fucked up hit the trap, grab the pack and I sold it

No you wont backdoor me, imma close it

Aye bitch I hopped up on a plane, and took a trip

This' ain't my block, I watch when I'm on the strip

If a nigga play crazy, call the glock with the switch

2 shots inna' head, now he hot in a ditch

Damn yea' wait, now he fried

Nigga ran up, ask how the fuck he die

Bake his ass, put his stupid ass in a pie

Niggas said that' Tom broke, why you lyin'

Damn yea' wait, get ya funds up

If I'm going broke its cause I'm tryna get my guns up

I ain't aiming at ya legs, I'm aiming for the lungs up

I be lamping up all night, till' da sun up

You gon' get did real right if you run up

If ya neck and wrist showing lights its a come-up

Aim down and put him in my sights now ya done up

You can get stomped in these whites call it one up

Damn yea mmm

Damn its Tom wait damn

And I'm still posted on the 9 lil bitch

Aye pullup I got time too damn yea'

Skurt skurttt, damn

Damn damn

Damn!