Nvalid - Stupid

This how we coming
Rebound the ho, we be calling her Drummond
We pulling up with 'em sticks and 'em drums
I got my rocket, I feel like Osama
4 4's got the poles like Obama
They been sleeping on the bro like pajamas
Acting stupid, now you stay with a doctor
We petty and willing to pop ya
We loaded up with 'em choppas
They rolling up while I'm weighing the pounds, we be servings them bricks, and they Wanted to see
Monday to Sunday, you know that I'm grinding, I know the pigs always searching for me
And they don't got a house, but they buying a key, and we be on the top when we up on The street
Gang gang, pull up 1 2 3, and I'm hell bound so I stay with the heat
Super fly, they should call me Aladdin
Wish 3 times, calling her Jasmine
I got money and they don't, tragic
I had to get the dough in the backend
Too many people tripping, gotta smack 'em
IRS l ain't paying 'em taxes
All they ever speak is cap
And we found out where he stay, on his phone we be tracking
I got enough for the fam (What)
I got enough for team (I got enough for team)
I got enough for the squad
We be getting different color beams
Gotta knife, I be making 'em scream
Gotta clip, I be making a scene
There's a lot that nobody has seen
It don't matter, 'cause I stay getting green, you know what I need (Yeah yeah)
Told my brother we gonn get 'em back
Slide on 'em in a sprinter van
Choppa turn 'em to a sprinter man
Chasing the dough, call it sprinter bags
We airing it out if he come again
OD on the block, 30 gonna blam
On a opp we be shooting em twice
Dead on the earth, and he killed in the afterlife
Now I'm really down for my brothers
Posted, we kill for another
They gonna suffer, we had it tougher
Versatile, we like Donald Glover
In my bag, I've been ready to run up
Got the remmy, Imma pour my cup up
Step to gang, tell em good luck
Send your best, then you won't send another (You won't send another)
I just looked at all my opps and figured out they stupid
He pulled up with gang in broad day, and got to shooting
Like the cops ain't sitting there, dumb as a brick
Now his dawg saying free lil Mick
Until it's backwards
You can't put me in a backwood (Uh)
I came around with a push to start, Nissan
Upping my chop on yo block like 3 times
I still remember them days where we used to be runners, now we be the ones that would Run up
Banking on me, I'm feeling like Gunna
Choppa you know I'm a gunner
Shawty a freak like Kayley Gunner
At her crib you know I'm gonna
This how we coming
Rebound the ho, we be calling her Drummond
We pulling up with 'em sticks and 'em drums
I got my rocket, I feel like Osama
4 4's got the poles like Obama
They been sleeping on the bro like pajamas
Acting stupid, now you stay with a doctor
We petty and willing to pop ya
We loaded up with 'em choppas
They rolling up while I'm weighing the pounds, we be servings them bricks, and they Wanted to see
Monday to Sunday, you know that I'm grinding, I know the pigs always searching for me
And they don't got a house, but they buying a key, and we be on the top when we up on The street
Gang gang, pull up 1 2 3, and I'm hell bound so I stay with the heat

Written by:
Marcus Fountain

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