Get Stupid

[Intro: EBK Jaaybo]
(Get stupid, childish, insane)
(Bounce out, the skit don't matter you ain't tapped the nigga face)
(Walk downs in all black, get aggressive with baby Drac)

[Chorus: EBK Jaaybo]
Get stupid, childish, insane
Bounce out, the skit don't matter you ain't tapped the nigga face
Walk downs in all black, get aggressive with baby Drac
Belt to ass, caught him on the southside, he got spanked
I'm a Hotboii, chains icy, where's the refrigerator?
She forked over the trap but I ain't fuck it, I'ma hit you later
I'll leave the house without my blick before I ever give a bitch some paper
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Said she got more than five for me, hoe I'm pulling up (Yeah)

[Verse 1: EBK Jaaybo]
Gon' need more than them Track twos when these bullets come
Chase down, surviving these ain't likely, hope this bitch can run
Can't judge him cause he just hopped off the porch he trynna get him one
Another Fly just got squashed go pick that-
Go pick that nigga up
We turned that bitch to dust
Keep fully on me this shit serious its not for fun
I push the J like I'm from the court but I'm from 21
Aye, on Seventh St nigga

[Chorus: EBK Jaaybo]
Get stupid, childish, insane
Bounce out, the skit don't matter you ain't tapped the nigga face
Walk downs in all black, get aggressive with baby Drac
Belt to ass, caught him on the southside, he got spanked
I'm a Hotboii, chains icy, where's the refrigerator?
She forked over the trap but I ain't fuck it, I'ma hit you later
I'll leave the house without my blick before I ever give a bitch some paper
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Said she got more than five for me, hoe I'm pulling up

[Verse 2: EBK Pig]
Montclair to the G we all bleed the same
We just pulled up on they block where they people hang (Aye)
I'm in there walking niggas down, I don't need no aim
We just floated down Scribner, now we through the A
Bitch my Glock a transgender, it go both ways (Aye)
I wouldn't claim that skit nigga it was no head tap
Slide through this bitch looking too smurky that's a death trap (Aye)
Caught him with the bitch and left him where he slept at
I ain't a P but this shooter shit, baby that's what I'm best at
Got forensics, yellow tape a nigga where we left a mess at
(Got forensics, yellow tape a nigga where we left a mess at)

[Verse 3: Mando/Nick]
Bitch wasn't talking 'bout no chips, so I just got the lips
Sucka niggas walking 'round the corner, I'm walking doing hits
Drop a body, burn the fit, its back to taking trips
Bitch, y'all do attempts, y'all ain't doing hits
Return the pole lil bro, you ain't use the shit
Don't do the shooting out the load, we bouncin' out the whip
G baby, since thirteen I been pulling skitz
And let me send some weird shit, I'm coming off the hip
Pussy pulled that weird shit, he in a bag for it
I was broke back then, I made my bag for it
Bitch I'm nodding off a deuce, I almost bagged foreign
Put the bitch on a flight, got her war torn
And I been kicking off that Wock', I need to stop pourin'

[Chorus: EBK Jaaybo]
Get stupid, childish, insane
Bounce out, the skit don't matter you ain't tapped the nigga face
Walk downs in all black, get aggressive with baby Drac
Belt to ass, caught him on the southside, he got spanked
I'm a Hotboii, chains icy, where's the refrigerator?
She forked over the trap but I ain't fuck it, I'ma hit you later
I'll leave the house without my blick before I ever give a bitch some paper
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Said she got more than five for me, hoe I'm pulling up