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offset jim - stoopid lyrics

[intro: jay anthony]
that dtb for sure
ayy b-tch, is you stupid? lil’ n-gga, is you stupid?
ain’t no love, i ain’t cupid, lil’ b-tch, is you stupid?
b-tch, you done made me call you out your name, man
f-ck that love, i ain’t cupid, lil’ b-tch, is you stupid?

[chorus: jay anthony]
lil’ n-gga, is you stupid? f-ck that love, i ain’t cupid
lil’ b-tch, is you stupid? lil’ n-gga, is you stupid?
actin’ like he ain’t do sh-t, lil’ n-gga, is you stupid?
lil’ b-tch, is you stupid? ain’t no love, i ain’t cupid
lil’ b-tch, is you stupid? lil’ n-gga, is you stupid?
actin’ like he ain’t do sh-t, lil’ n-gga, is you stupid?

[verse 1: jay anthony]
d-mn, this b-tch takin’ s-xy selfies in a dirty mirror
h-lla mad ’cause when she talk i act like i don’t f-ckin’ hear her
i just bought these black yeezys, ’bout to beat ’em up
if half you n-ggas didn’t have guns, i swear i’d beat ’em up
i’m a real factor, i got stripes, i got clout
n-ggas real actors, on my life, they f-ckin’ clowns
big red nose, brute off bozo head -ss n-ggas
n-gga, you don’t even do your taxes, we got different figures
i might as well hit the k!ll of love ’cause i got bigger figures
f-ck all that hood sh-t, you ain’t gotta be hood to k!ll a n-gga
rip my cousin jb, i’m still h-lla mad
when n-ggas found out i went platinum, they hit me h-lla fast
f-ck you marks, you wasn’t there when i was in the dark
f-ck these streets ’cause ain’t a street turned me into a shark
big tin man -ss n-ggas, he ain’t got no heart
you n-ggas ain’t hard, you need more than ten men to pull my card
h-lla mad my lil’ cousin still h-lla bad
but if i ever got funky they’d be the first to blast
keith sweat with that bag, i swear to god i make it last
my b-tch booty h-lla mystikal, she shake it fast
we don’t do the same dentist, we got different tasks
and we ain’t at the same rank, we got different banks
i’m a smooth operator, i could knock sadé
i be smokin’ like rappers, smokin’ pot all day
all that jaw jackin’, actin’ like he super saiyan
you n-ggas super sayin’ anything, you super playin’
you a mark, jamarcus, mauricio
huh, you still trickin’ on that b-tch?
wow, b-tch, is you stupid?

[verse 2: offset jim]
this b-tch lookin’ at me like i speak another language
only time you see this stick, if i feel i’m in danger
b-tch, you knew that p-ssy bunk, i’m forever a stranger
look through her phone, mind blown, that b-tch ain’t no angel
i can’t fall in love for sh-t, i swear i tried that
b-tch tried to sell a dream, i made her buy it back
knockout mission, n-ggas lookin’ like some wetbacks
cross a n-gga, kyrie irving with that stepback
she said she catchin’ feelings, i can’t catch those
i took nine and brushed it off and got my step on
bert and ernie, take an l just for testin’ me
if i told you drop your pen i’d be on sesame (nerd)
mr. krabs about my bag and my recipe (i’m stingy)
i got fouled nine times with no referee (it’s nothin’)
i could never let these n-ggas get the best of me
teachin’ stupid n-ggas lessons like my speciality
we bully the bullies, it ain’t no pressin’ me
white b-tch a work of art, she a masterpiece
but i treat her like a slave, call me master, b-tch
after this song i collect like a pastor, b-tch
looks can be deceiving, know it’s tempting
but running up on jimmy really tricky
running up on jimmy really risky
catch you in that audi, screamin’, “ricky” (ricky)
i can f-ck on any b-tch, i’m just picky
poured a four, now i’m gone in a simply
when you speakin’ on them dubs, i’m who they mention
if i told that i love you, i was kiddin’

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