stupid
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(Sua chamada está sendo encaminhada para a caixa postal) (E estará sujeita a cobrança após o sinal) (I shot off his brain, he look stupid) I don't really give a fuck what they talking 'bout Said I don't like paper, prove him wrong right now Bitch, I'm counting rolling paper, I'ma smoke right now And he not talking money, what he talking 'bout? She said she want me, so I kicked her out Back then, I had less than hundred on my bank account You be talking shit, but I'm here, what we doing now? And if it's up to me, I'll try a hundred ways to make it out (Make it out) You be talking shit, you going through it I'm a bandman, I phase through the groupies That ho tried to fuck on me, she thought that I was stupid I just took his shit, now he look stupid I havеn't dropped, now they're cluеless I know if they don't copy me, then they can't do it These rappers talking 'bout their mans, gonna shoot it Bitch, I shot off his brain, now he stupid I haven't dropped, now they're clueless I know if they don't copy me, then they can't do it These rappers talking 'bout their mans, gonna shoot it Bitch, I shot off his brain, now he stupid E-Every time I win, I catch them losing Yo' bitch don't want you, she was choosing, but that's just how it go I was in the field, you were snoozing Now they don't fuck with your music, don't count on me, lil' bro I was getting bands by my lone You fucked it up yourself, it's like you tried to go broke, I know If they catch me, I'll get life for this phone Methods that I shouldn't have known, I don't know (Here's some free advice for you, okay?) (Don't fuck with me, you got that?) (You think you can fuck with me?) You fucked it up yourself, it's like you tried to go broke, I know If they catch me, I'll get life for this phone Methods that I shouldn't have known, I don't know
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Song Details
- Duration
- 01:57
- Key
- 7
- Tempo
- 82 BPM