Ziploc City - GO STUPID!

Don't you ask for my point of view unless you really want it
I peep the game, ain't nothin' new, this shit is really boring
I had a vision that tonight's the night I push a foreign
Pull up to the hood with the titties out, my bitch is gorgeous

Instead I'm the tortoise, I move slow, my shit's retarded
That ain't correct, you think I'm shittin', well I only farted
Let's be direct, I love this shit, but I'm no starvin' artist
I'm on your neck, but if the check ain't clearin', there's no respect

I speak through text, don't wanna stress, we best connect
When we havin' sex, you check the flex, I manifest
I told you that I pass the test, never settle for any less
And that's no question, I learn from every lesson

Those burns turn into blessings, I know I'm nothin' to mess with
I'm so far ahead of my time, I come with a message
Don't ever fall behind in your grind, this shit is depressing
You know I leave the booth with my vocals from every session

I put my trust in World Famous, you know we makin' connections
I'm one of the ones, this shit is real, I don't do this for fun
I shine as bright as the sun, stress on my shoulders, man, that shit weighs a ton
Gotta pay my bill for Capital One, I'm never cappin', you thun

Before you post me, gotta let me read the caption, hun
Shit be goin' sweet until she ask you bout your passion, huh?
You thought you was Omarion, touchin' done got you fuckin
That fuckin' done got you cuffin', that cuffin' done got you stuck, damn

Anyway, I'm back on my bully, only half you couldn't see me fully
No John Cena shit, uh, and I'm runnin' straight to the cookie
Only half a minute left, it took me, damn
I guess that I'm the only one I really trust in this bitch

Because ain't nobody fuckin' with the kid
And I ain't the type to beg for love, that's a selfish type of drug
If I ever need a hug, I'ma give myself a hug
Fuck, down to my luck, I need a tub

Fill that bitch with money, and tell I need a rub
Tell your friend to unblock me, I know she throwin' them subs
I'm too hard to copy, Omarion got the touch, ha
Told you I'm on my bullshit, and don't you dare come up in my face with the bullshit

You can always miss me with that woulda, coulda, shoulda shit
And let a nigga drown in the pulpit, ha
Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid, go stupid
Go, go, go stupid, go, go, go stupid

Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid, go stupid
Go, go, go stupid, go, go, go stupid

Written by:
DIMETRIUS HUDSON

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