Album Name

Go Stupid

Artist

Stunna 4 Vegas, NLE Choppa, Polo G

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2020.02.14

Release Agency

Sony Music

Go Stupid - Polo G, Stunna 4 Vegas, NLE Choppa
Ayy
Gang gang gang gang
Mike WiLL Made-It
Lil' Capalot bitch ha
Tay Keith fuck these niggas up
Hit this jug by the school
couldn't wait
'til I got out of class
Used to stare
at the clock and shit
Before all of this rap shit
I was gangbangin'
And doin' highspeeds
on the cops and shit
And I'm straight from the Chi'
but I ball like king
Up in Cali' and shoot
like Stojakovic
Keep applyin' the pressure
I go on the run
And it ain't no lettin' it up
ain't no stoppin' this
Had to tell
my little brother to chill
gotta stay in the house
Come outside he be poppin' shit
You ain't heard about us
well you need to go
watch the news
Niggas know we be dropping shit
Got the feds on my ass in the hood
'Cause they think
I'm the one who been
buyin' them Glocks and shit
I'm just focusin' on music
They say my last tape
was a classic
but I got some hotter shit
Hotter shit
Might be rocking a show
if I'm not up the stu'
then I'm fucking this cash out
Don't you know Polo G
Skinny tall with the dreads
That lil' nigga be rappin'
his ass off
Yeah I heard she got surgery
Still wanna clap from the back
just to see if her ass soft
Go like Harden with Rockets
we blast off
Tried to throw us some bullets
but we made them fumble
Now you ain't getting
that pass out
Finna block
now I'm takin' my mask off
Hit the gas like we racin'
speed off in them foreigns
And leave tire marks
on the asphalt
It's gonna be RIP
once your ass caught
He like front
we knockin his cap off
Another day another chain
or a mac bowl
All this ice got me freezin'
like Jack Frost
That boy a bitch
that's his dad fault
If you play then you late
we can crash out Let's go
When I'm up in his shit
bet his man down Ooh
In BOA I'm pullin' them
bands out Cap
DOA bitch I catch your man off
A rockstar from the block
I stand out
Came from nothing
I fought my advance off
When I hit the game
with my floor niggas
ran out fuck it
No cap
I'm not your average Joe
When I leave the house I tuck it
I'm rich I don't shop
with no budget he clutchin'
My little youngin want
him a bucket
I hop on his bitch and run it Uh
If I said it I seen it
and done it Uh uh
These lil' niggas never rob nobody
Ain't caught nobody
and ain't getting no money Cap
Where I'm from
it's sport to gunplay
We adopt to the killer and dealers
But even them niggas won't
make it out one day
I pop my first Xan
I been had hood fame Yeah
Took off like I was on the runway
I'm a star but still post
on the runway NLE
Them niggas talk
but don't want play
We let them descent
like the choir on Sunday
Yeah yeah
Hop on this scene and I'm thuggin'
Big Glock on my hip
so you know that I'm clutchin'
Catch me an opp
I'ma down him in public
The police keep askin'
I'm changin' the subject
Know where I grew up man
a nigga was rugged
Why the fuck you got a gun
You not gonna bust it
And the hundred round shots
I ain't doin' no tussin'
Give a nigga temptations
like he David Ruffin
I ain't gon' cap
I don't even like rappin'
But I love wrappin' them
bodies and shit
Fucked the bitch
and when I get done
I'ma up my Glock
and then rob the bitch
Catch a nigga when he clock out
I'ma get him wacked
at his job and shit
And I dont know why the police
keep fucking with me
'Cause they ain't
stoppin shit yeah
Spin on your block like a remix
Shoot him in the face
get his teeth licked
Extended clip like a broomstick
Shoot a flick like Netflix
Scratch an opp off the checklist
I just bought a gun off Craiglist
Shoot and opp in the brain
I'm leavin' the stain
Only thing you see is red shit
If the police behind
we keep duckin'
My gun need some drawers
he got nuts
Whole gang
we strapped don't test us
If a nigga need play
he gon' get bust yeah
NLE the Top Shotta don dada
Got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
Yeah yeah yeah yeah