Letra de 40 Bars

Stupid
TG on this track
LowTheGreat, LowTheGreat

[Hook]
Ay
Fuckin’ with these bandz
Got my pockets and my eyes low
Wrist too clean, my nigga, I call it time froze
Yo girlfriend, wanna fuck that’s not even my hoe
Imma do the dash and bounce to a different time zone

[Verse 1]
Eyes low, hey, lil nigga!
You a nice guy, you ain’ pullin’ on no triggas’
She a wild bitch and a fuckin’ gold digga’
And that tommy always on me I ain't wearing Hilfiger
Or like, I get bread and don’t say shit
Issa new whip and my bandz it’s a space ship
Bucket in my bag, and my niggas gettin’ []
She get in her, feelings now I’m mad, so you’re fake bitch
Stupid! (haha) I’m on hot shit
He talk shit (pop pop)
He get shot quick
Made 20 bandz on the chicks, on my side bitch
Came up, and ran with the shit, and I got rich
’sOver! Ay! What this a Rolex?
Catch me with a bad foreign bitch and we both flex
[] all you, traffic niggas, sippin’ on this Hitech
Need 2 pounds loud, give me 5 secs

[Verse 2]
We got the odd shit
We got the mob sticks
We take them shots, like them pics we gon’ crop shit
Over! Ay! Lil baby
Give her 2 Xans and she start acting crazy
Sip a lil lean with my bro now we lazy
I hopped out that Mazzi, so they wanna fade me (Dumb nigga!)
I don’t fight so you should bring a vest
Matter fact, that shit don’t really matter
We gon’ hit your head
Aiming and off tops like [] versus []
Then these niggas crop
Like we Instagram his fuckin’ head
Why you so mad, my nigga, I get bucks?
I been sayin’ average, nigga, you fuck ducks
[] lil nigga don’t give fucks
And a bitch shake ass for Donald, that don’t suck
Like chill
I rap about it I don’t post about it
All my niggas scratchin’ but he’s never really spoken about it
Deffo' gotta catch you out in traffic, we gon’ take you out it
All I know is I be ridin’ in a fuckin’ Audi
All these niggas actin’ all stupid, don’t get fucking rowdy
Kloud Gang, caught shit, [], I get fuckin' Kloudy
Stupid