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stoopidxool - ether lyrics

[chorus: bravoo hunnidz]
alexander mcqueen on my feet, i’m stepping in the trap
if i’m in the back seat, the pistol’s sitting on my lap (f+ck)
if i don’t know that n+gga, i won’t reach out, try to give him dap
i just count the money (plugg) up, i do that on my leisure
all these diamonds shining in his face, he had a seizure
he almost lost his all just for being too eager
i was sixteen. pouring eights in two+liters
bravoo got a stick, would’ve thought i was derek jeter
he’s smoking cancer sticks, but we smoking on that reefer
my plug from the old school, he still got a beeper (f+ck)
nas with that chopper, i’ma hit him with the ether

[verse: bravoo hunnidz]
they thought it was a pass, this a quartеrback keeper
ain’t talking ’bout no food when i say that b+tch a eatеr
these n+ggas know it’s “f+ck ’em”, i don’t gotta use a finger
chopper’ll knock them out the park, but we hitting real dingers
bullets pierce him, bee stinger
n+ggas be don’t want it and they still like to linger
albert einstein ’cause you got to be a thinker
i took the right turn, i didn’t have to use a blinker
hothead, no fever
used to the lies, so it’s hard to believe her
good with these hands, could’ve been a wide receiver
this bud got me in the air, i am no retriever
this not the chi+lites, but really, have you seen her?
this not nickelodeon, but he a angry beaver
she a spoiled brat, she be acting like a diva
tyreek hill moving faster than a cheetah
[chorus: bravoo hunnidz]
alexander mcqueen on my feet, i’m stepping in the trap
if i’m in the back seat, the pistol’s sitting on my lap
if i don’t know that n+gga, i won’t reach out, try to give him dap
i just count the money up, i do that on my leisure
all these diamonds shining in his face, he had a seizure
he almost lost his all just for being too eager
i was sixteen. pouring eights in two+liters
bravoo got a stick, would’ve thought i was derek jeter
he’s smoking cancer sticks, but we smoking on that reefer
my plug from the old school, he still got a beeper
nas with that chopper, i’ma hit him with the ether

[outro]
xoolin on the beat, boy

- stoopidxool lyrics

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