Stupid

[Intro]
Yozora
Leg shot, leg shot

[Chorus]
Smokin' Dotty, I ain't tryna pass it
I don't fuck wit' no Jets, if he flyin' than I'mma crash it
Like to run, bitch I be causin' static
Oh he got a gun? But my shit auto-
Oh he got a gun? But my shit automatic
30 shots in my gun, no Steph
Reach for my ice, then bullets get to blasting
.40 rip 'em in half, we turned him into a fraction

[Verse]
Spin the 8, where we goin' next?
Tryna do a nigga like he Cyrus
Off a perc on a drill, I'm excited
Oh it's smoke? Then nigga we gon' light it
I'm from the streets but nigga I ain't fighting
Back out my G, and a nigga think he Tyson
Do my bops cause I don't do the hips
Dropped the blick, I almost dropped the-
Dropped the blick, I almost dropped the grip
I don't lack, don't put me in no spliff
Off the liquor I start actin' crazy, might bend the opps, the cops never phased me
G17 and it don't got no safety
Done clicked every chop, don't ever try to play me
I was buggin' no cap ion play
Dumpin' the opps make them run relay
Ootin' on blocks, no mask, broad day
Gettin' chased on the strip, yeah I'm talkin' bout Say

[Chorus]
Smokin' Dotty, I ain't tryna pass it
I don't fuck wit' no Jets, if he flyin' than I'mma crash it
Like to run, bitch I be causin' static
Oh he got a gun? But my shit automatic
Oh he got a gun? But my shit automatic
30 shots in my gun no Steph, reach for my ice than bullets get to blasting
.40 rip 'em in half, we turned him into a fraction