Stupid - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Xan in my drink, uh, it got me goin' stupid

Look at my whip, yeah, my car roofless

Keep the Glocks and we get to shootin’

Pull out the racks, left the bitch clueless

She said "how you get that?" just know I do this, yeah

Just know I get the racks like it was a profession, yeah

Pull up with the Glock on me lil' boy we ain't wrestling, yeah

Gave that bitch dick, she from Texas, yeah

Bitch I’m off the molly, so I'm restless

High as fuck, yeah, sippin' on H-Town

Keep a Glock when I'm in my town

Pull up on us and it can go down

Like a Ferris Wheel, yeah, rounds on rounds

Yeah, pounds on pounds, yeah I'm a dealer

Uh, rob the plug, yeah you know that I'm a stealer

And I'm in the field, bitch, like I'm a stealer

And I could never be caught in no Fila’s

Fuck that bitch, don’t care about her feelings

Too many options, yeah, all these girls feel me

Wait, yeah, I fucked up on that bitch yesterday

Now you telling me that she's your bae today

That bitch is a hoe, swear to god she could never be my bae

Feel like Tony Hawk, cause I’m on my grind but I don't skate

I am no Nintendo Switch, yeah, cause I do not play

I am not playing no games

You ain't got guns, you play GTA

I got shooters who live in the A

I got shooters who live in LA

No matter where you live, stay in your own lane

I can get you killed like any day

I can get you killed like anyway

Not that I care like, anyway

Yeah I'm out here with like 50K

Yeah, got the K right in my bank