Caskey - Stupid lyrics

[Verse 1: Caskey] [?], immediately, gotta stay for the bag People who don't work as hard as you, they gonna hate on the swag Me and a couple of rappers, we done put my state on the map We got this sh** out the mud and all of you laid on your back Y'all shoot [?] Ain't nobody out gonna check my team He don't even write but he rep my [?] Man, I'll only be right if I'm [?] lean I got that Percocet making me spaz I got the Molly rock mixed with the gas Most of these rappers ain't fixing to last I'ma be thriving when all this sh** crash, God damn I'm sipping on Hi-Tech I'm so damn slow, don't know I ain't died yet I'm cool with the Pyrex I'm going to school to shoot for the [?] And I don't need nobody plug All of my uncles the middlemen They see the space and the winklin' They want a problem? Well then, they can come get it then, ay They wan' go war with the gods sh** never even, they play with the odds And we come to play with the broads Got the upper hand, I'm ok with the cards I bet that they stay in they cars I got a shooter and he make a news clip I'm here inside of the Porsche My diamonds so water, I think it's a cruise ship [Hook: 2hot] My goons go stupid, f** with me, they'll lose it Big money on me, I paid them shooters If you don't like it then, motherf**er, sue me Trapping all day, damn, you thought I was Gucci My goons go stupid, f** with me, they'll lose it Big money on me, I paid them shooters If you don't like it then, motherf**er, sue me Trapping all day, damn, you thought I was Gucci [Verse 2: 2hot] Cruising through your block, got a quarter key on me Wish you pussies try me, have you calling your mommy Brains blown out, got him looking like a zombie Zoo keeper, flow to this beat like Harambe Move like a snail, catch a shell from the shotty Lot of homies in jail, no bail for a body I'm still winning, never call me Mitt Romney Trafficking marijuana, that's just part of my hobby (Oh man) 2hot's in this b**h, all my hoes with me Got a brand new b**h shipped from overseas Man, I hope that p**y clean, [?] and grease Man, I f** around and get off in her ovaries I'm the king of Clay County, everybody know 'bout me I make the most money out of anyone around me I rock a big belly, what it cost, you can't ask me Think my money short, you can go and ask Caskey [Hook: 2hot] My goons go stupid, f** with me, they'll lose it Big money on me, I paid them shooters If you don't like it then, motherf**er, sue me Trapping all day, damn, you thought I was Gucci My goons go stupid, f** with me, they'll lose it Big money on me, I paid them shooters If you don't like it then, motherf**er, sue me Trapping all day, damn, you thought I was Gucci [Verse 3: 2hot] Walking through my trap house, see exactly how I'm livin' AK-47s and we got the MAC-11s Send yo' a** to Heaven, we can't trust you like magicians Make your brain go thru your nose, you could say I'm Egyptian Clientele is very small, canines gonna make that call If you get to see me or nah and chances are, probably not Riding in my brand new coupe, I'm speedin', screamin', "f** the roof!" I'm smoking on a big a** doob, I'm high as Wiz Khalifa, dude Welcome to my kitchen, cooking crack up with them b**hes That's on every trapper's wishlist, call me Santa, Merry Christmas Every day I'm on a mission, man, we gotta get these millions You catching colds, I'm catching cases then I gotta hit the witness I be rolling way too long, like a roller-coaster spinnin' I been up for way too long and now I'm back and still I'm winnin' I can see the ho inside of you, I got that double vision Came from sellin' on that corner, yeah, I call that rags to riches [Hook: 2hot] My goons go stupid, f** with me, they'll lose it Big money on me, I paid them shooters If you don't like it then, motherf**er, sue me Trapping all day, damn, you thought I was Gucci My goons go stupid, f** with me, they'll lose it Big money on me, I paid them shooters If you don't like it then, motherf**er, sue me Trapping all day, damn, you thought I was Gucci