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z (of firing squad) - stupid like lyrics

[intro: z]
lon gotti
your boy z man
aye

[chorus: z]
go stupid like two plus who cares
most of y’all softer than pooh bears
sitting on top like who there?
it’s brainsick b+tch, my crew that
stupid like two plus who cares
most of y’all softer than pooh bears
sitting on top like who that?
it’s brainsick b+tch, my crew that
go stupid like two plus who cares
most of y’all softer than pooh bears
sitting on top like who that?
it’s brainsick b+tch, my crew that

[bridge: z]
trynna say something homie, i don’t hear you
trynna say something homie, i don’t hear you
trynna say something homie, i don’t hear you
trynna say something homie, i don’t hear you right
i go stupid like two plus who cares
most of y’all softer than pooh bears
sitting on top like who that?
it’s brainsick b+tch, my crew that
trynna say something homie, i don’t hear you
trynna say something homie, i don’t hear you
trynna say something homie, i don’t hear you
trynna say something homie, i don’t hear you right
[verse 1: z]
i go dummy in the booth for the paper, cheese
smash a 40 in my face with a eighth of weed
and i don’t talk to the lord, momma pray for me
when i go pace the streets and put my faith in gs
that’s glocks, grams, gangsters, get it
turn the speakers up while i wait for jesus
say z y’all don’t move that much
homie please, i be off in the breeze like y’alls hate for me
i put grapes to leaves
i put the bagel seeds
i probably sell drugs faithfully to half your team
put gasoline on every track i’ve seen
put the mix in the sh+tter ’til the gas is clean
pick up half of beans and turn the sack to gs
and put the vest on my breast, i can actually breath
i can actually breath, that’s an ashley brie
he a full+grown dragon, you don’t have to believe
picking apart these tracks and throwing them facts up in they face
they’re soaking relaxed
the want my family blowing sticky on vacation
what the f+ck you doing trynna talk it like you bang it
turn the brain up in your face and we swinging
swinging
we swinging
turn the brain up in your face and we swinging
[chorus: z]
go stupid like two plus who cares
most of y’all softer than pooh bear
sitting on top like who there?
it’s brainsick b+tch, my crew that

[verse 2: lon gotti]
i was that broke f+ck i didn’t have two bucks
down on my d+ck so i didn’t get two f+cks
cellphone ringing, i only had a few clucks
i ain’t have no work so i had to choose up
load up, mask up, vest up
mu’f+ck playing catch+up
running with the brain so they saying that i’m next up
running with the brain so i aim for the neck up
and f+ck fame n+gga i just want the fetty wap
i don’t get tired, i just get it, i’on ever stop
headed to the top
f+ck a petty op
pop off, heavy shots, making belly flop
[pre+chorus: lon gotti]
try and say something n+gga, better speak up
try and say something n+gga, better speak up
talking to a boss, say it with your chest when you speak
if you don’t then you finna get beat up
trynna say something n+gga, better speak up
try and say something n+gga, better speak up
talking to a boss, say it with your chest when you speak
if you don’t then you finna get beat up

[bridge: z]
swinging
we swinging
turn the brain up in your face and we swinging

[chorus: z]
go stupid like two plus who cares
most of y’all softer than pooh bears
sitting on top like who there?
it’s brainsick b+tch, my crew that
stupid like two plus who cares
most of y’all softer than pooh bears
sitting on top like who that?
it’s brainsick b+tch, my crew that
go stupid like two plus who cares
most of y’all softer than pooh bear
sitting on top like who that?
it’s brainsick b+tch, my crew that

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