Go Stupid 2

[Intro]
I hop in a fast car I step on the gas I feel like a racer
Finna race you for a pink slip I feel like a demon when I'm in the matrix

[Chorus: P3RKKY]
Shawty a baddie but I cannot fuck with her gave me her number but I went and blocked her
I'm on my grind yeah stuck in my zone you don't wanna see me when I turn to a monster
Bitch I'm a bully I do what I wanna I'm the type of guy to hang you up on the locker
Bitch I'm attacking I ain't playing defence you better watch out cause I'm not talking soccer
I'm in a rush I got lost in the hour
I got hella shooters all up in the tower
I'm driving the latest they push to start if I step on the gas then we going far
Yeah he want the smoke then we going to war
I rev on the engine that shit really roar
If I shoot the ball then I'm gonna score
I'm way to rich remember when I was poor

[Verse 1: Prospectfully]
We was so broke
Go Stupid but I feel like I'm going slow-mo
I took a risk you dig, you know, uh-huh, you know? no
All about business hope that you get it I gotta grow bro
Gotta pray cause Lord day Sunday
When I'm stepping outside it's a fun day
Promise mama I'm making it one day
Buy her a house and then buy her a Honda
I'm tryna speak out my mind like I'm Kanye
I want more power cause I am still hungry
I'm tryna laugh to the bank like I'm Hummie
They tryna laugh at me but it's not funny
They wanna slow down the grind no way
She talking about "Make some time" go away
You tryna waste my time
That's a crime
You cannot get that back
That's mine

[Verse 2: Lil Scottie]
Go stupid, Hellcat I'm zooming
Black truck Presidential
I can't give no fucks about a hoe ain't being sentimental
On your block come outside
I got dirty pills up in my system
Go stupid, Go slide
Go stupid, I'm fried up
Put her in that Benz uh
Talk down on gang we strapped up
7.62 finna hit his chest up
I gotta flex up
Gotta get my racks up
You don't got no racks uh

[Verse 3: vibezzz]
Walk in the party with hundreds of racks that go right to the moon yeah I'm feeling like vector
Right now I'm feeling like Quavo cause everyone I seem to fuck with they always be tender
Fuck with the gang, 30. gon' pop
Smoking the gas, never gon' stop
Climbing the latter right to the top
'Lil bitch roll it up
I got that boy running like a bitch doing the pacer
Try to fuck with gang, just know this 30. make your face hurt
I feel like we playing tag, my toolie got a laser
Kick the bitch out better give back what I gave her
(better give back what I gave her)

[Verse 4: Immature Jayden]
Okay fuck it
I'm in this bitch and I fuck it
Yo main hoe get to fucking
They be like, "Jayden who does it?"
I does it
They be like, "Jayden who does it? Huh"
I'm in the club with the junkies
All of the bad bitches wanna fuck me
Like you a 'lil boy I'ma give you a noogie
Fine ahh bitch betta pop that pussy, huh
No way I give a fuck what a hoe say all on my body is Dolce, huh huh
Keeping my bitch like a goal
Rolling this blunt like it bowling
Yeah uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh

[Chorus: P3RKKY]
Shawty a baddie but I cannot fuck with her gave me her number but I went and blocked her
I'm on my grind yeah stuck in my zone you don't wanna see me when I turn to a monster
Bitch I'm a bully I do what I wanna I'm the type of guy to hang you up on the locker
Bitch I'm attacking I ain't playing defence you better watch out cause I'm not talking soccer
I'm in a rush I got lost in the hour
I got hella shooters all up in the tower
I'm driving the latest they push to start if I step on the gas then we going far
Yeah he want the smoke then we going to war
I rev on the engine that shit really roar
If I shoot the ball then I'm gonna score
I'm way to rich remember when I was poor