Stupid

[Verse: 1] I'm on my stupid shit my diamonds aqua-blue and shit Ride like a hyena took the nenna out the uterus Freako told me I should change my name to you da shit Cause every time I hit the club they be like you da shit 40 low tennis show fly figures stunttin' Shawwty keep the money money keep the pussy runny I got that new new he call that pussy yummy She got that run through he call that pussy rummy Turn the lights on ass stupid stupid fat Look at em' faking like he know just what to do with that These hoes ain't fuckin' with me everywhere I go I be so sadiddy So real hoes chill 305 wrist on chill [Hook] Bass build in my backseat trunk rattling real hard Ol' school since so high 5'2" but I feel large Bitch mad hating on me hating on me I feel yall But I still ball yea I still ball Ass stupid big cash stupid swag stupid big That's why you feel stupid bitch bitch Stupid big rag stupid big that's why you on that stupid shit Cuase you feel real stupid bitch [Verse: 2] I'm on a mission to get it These basic bitches is trippin' Off this money I'm flipping VIP big tipping Freako sent me to rip it That all I do to you bitches On my to some money They say the walk something vicious We taking big trips first class Big hips fat ass New Range big thangs Rockstar big chain We big time we get shine I know you see I gets mine We lashing out and they nauseous I'm toast let me get lost bitch DJ turn the mofuckin' lights On cause you know I really love it when the lights on We can do it all night till my tights off Leave ya shoes and shirts and ya ice on I hope that ain't too hood That how I get when that drink is good Looking like cash blazing when I ride pass and my [Hook] Bass build in my backseat trunk rattling real hard Ol' school since so high 5'2" but I feel large Bitch mad hating on me hating on me I feel yall But I still ball yea I still ball Ass stupid big cash stupid swag stupid big That's why you feel stupid bitch bitch Stupid big rag stupid big that's why you on that stupid shit Cuase you feel real stupid bitch [Verse: 3] R-A-B-B-I-T I be on it bitch I'm bout it bout it Ain't no doubt about it we get money while they pout about it Catch me riding in that Audi check me when I hop up out it Body banging like a blood I got my whole block around me DC till the death of me I can't help but rep my city Got the recipe cook it up and come and get it Rabbit bout her cabbage get it quick then she be runnin' with it 100's 50's 20's honey lick my fingers as I peel it Yall be on some stupid shit I be on that other shit Yall be on that groupie list I be on that other list They hate but never disrespect them bitches know better then that No good to ya neighborhood and I'm turned up like my camp would and my [Hook] Bass build in my backseat trunk rattling real hard Ol' school since so high 5'2" but I feel large Bitch mad hating on me hating on me I feel yall But I still ball yea I still ball Ass stupid big cash stupid swag stupid big That's why you feel stupid bitch bitch Stupid big rag stupid big that's why you on that stupid shit Cuase you feel real stupid bitch Ass stupid big cash stupid swag stupid big That's why you feel stupid bitch bitch Stupid big rag stupid big that's why you on that stupid shit Cuase you feel real stupid bitch