Go stupid
Might trip on the walk you do it
Might take a step back I shoot it
Might walk in her dream lucid
Who did
Was it the flow from the new kid
Till it got so hot that it's humid
Your track sound much better when it's muted
I might take a trip and fly out the Bahamas
You talking in private and think that it's drama
When I hit the stage you won't see me in Prada
I don't give a f*ck do a set in pajamas
I run it up when I'm proving a point
I got more green you could put in a joint
Talking my shit I can't hear from your voice
Thought you were tight, where the f*ck are your boys
Talking my shit I can handle my one on one
F*ck if they copy I promise I'm one of one
Say your up next but that's different your runner up
Buddy is soft so I'm calling him butter cup
I put my name on the back of this jersey
Can't take this shit off man I feel like I'm sketch
I play the city they say they ain't heard me
That's kind of ironic I feel like the best
Go stupid
Might trip on the walk you do it
Might take a step back I shoot it
Might walk in her dream lucid
Who did
Was it the flow from the new kid
Till it got so hot that it's humid
Your track sound much better when it's muted
Sent yo verse they mute that shit
They look at me like who that kid
.556 we blam that
We at the function making it jump in this bitch
Big ass boots I'm rocking it
Cost money like they Rick Ross shit
Just like birds we flocking shit
Get poppin we gon' turn up quick
Bitch listen what I'm saying
I got your bitch tryna hit himalayas
See what I'm saying told you I ain't playing
Spit it like Uzi bitch get to spraying
Yuh, Where Else To Go But Up?
If you listened you would've start praying
Bodies on bodies brodie I've been slaying
All of you rappers go get a retirement plan
Go stupid
Might trip on the walk you do it
Might take a step back I shoot it
Might walk in her dream lucid
Who did
Was it the flow from the new kid
Till it got so hot that it's humid
Your track sound much better when it's muted
Looking for traction I finally found it they never will tell you where you can get grip
I'm in the studio putting in hours you bitches are out here just tryna get lit
I don't give a f*ck if you beg for attention get down on your knees and you look like a bitch
Me and brother we ain't even blood but we f*cking it up we like Lilo and Stitch
F*ck that
Bitch pipe down
You talk shit
Get striked down
Brodie picking grams only you gram you touch is insta
No that's not your boyfriend ok why he got a Fintsa
Pushing this shit AMG my jetta like a sprinter
Go stupid
Might trip on the walk you do it
Might take a step back I shoot it
Might walk in her dream lucid
Who did
Was it the flow from the new kid
Till it got so hot that it's humid
Your track sound much better when it's muted
JT - Go Stupid (feat. Jereh) Lyrics
JT - Go Stupid (feat. Jereh) Lyrics
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Go stupid
Might trip on the walk you do it
Might take a step back I shoot it
Might walk in her dream lucid
Who did
Was it the flow from the new kid
Till it got so hot that it's humid
Your track sound much better when it's muted
I might take a trip and fly out the Bahamas
You talking in private and think that it's drama
When I hit the stage you won't see me in Prada
I don't give a f*ck do a set in pajamas
I run it up when I'm proving a point
I got more green you could put in a joint
Talking my shit I can't hear from your voice
Thought you were tight, where the f*ck are your boys
Talking my shit I can handle my one on one
F*ck if they copy I promise I'm one of one
Say your up next but that's different your runner up
Buddy is soft so I'm calling him butter cup
I put my name on the back of this jersey
Can't take this shit off man I feel like I'm sketch
I play the city they say they ain't heard me
That's kind of ironic I feel like the best
Go stupid
Might trip on the walk you do it
Might take a step back I shoot it
Might walk in her dream lucid
Who did
Was it the flow from the new kid
Till it got so hot that it's humid
Your track sound much better when it's muted
Sent yo verse they mute that shit
They look at me like who that kid
.556 we blam that
We at the function making it jump in this bitch
Big ass boots I'm rocking it
Cost money like they Rick Ross shit
Just like birds we flocking shit
Get poppin we gon' turn up quick
Bitch listen what I'm saying
I got your bitch tryna hit himalayas
See what I'm saying told you I ain't playing
Spit it like Uzi bitch get to spraying
Yuh, Where Else To Go But Up?
If you listened you would've start praying
Bodies on bodies brodie I've been slaying
All of you rappers go get a retirement plan
Go stupid
Might trip on the walk you do it
Might take a step back I shoot it
Might walk in her dream lucid
Who did
Was it the flow from the new kid
Till it got so hot that it's humid
Your track sound much better when it's muted
Looking for traction I finally found it they never will tell you where you can get grip
I'm in the studio putting in hours you bitches are out here just tryna get lit
I don't give a f*ck if you beg for attention get down on your knees and you look like a bitch
Me and brother we ain't even blood but we f*cking it up we like Lilo and Stitch
F*ck that
Bitch pipe down
You talk shit
Get striked down
Brodie picking grams only you gram you touch is insta
No that's not your boyfriend ok why he got a Fintsa
Pushing this shit AMG my jetta like a sprinter
Go stupid
Might trip on the walk you do it
Might take a step back I shoot it
Might walk in her dream lucid
Who did
Was it the flow from the new kid
Till it got so hot that it's humid
Your track sound much better when it's muted
Might trip on the walk you do it
Might take a step back I shoot it
Might walk in her dream lucid
Who did
Was it the flow from the new kid
Till it got so hot that it's humid
Your track sound much better when it's muted
I might take a trip and fly out the Bahamas
You talking in private and think that it's drama
When I hit the stage you won't see me in Prada
I don't give a f*ck do a set in pajamas
I run it up when I'm proving a point
I got more green you could put in a joint
Talking my shit I can't hear from your voice
Thought you were tight, where the f*ck are your boys
Talking my shit I can handle my one on one
F*ck if they copy I promise I'm one of one
Say your up next but that's different your runner up
Buddy is soft so I'm calling him butter cup
I put my name on the back of this jersey
Can't take this shit off man I feel like I'm sketch
I play the city they say they ain't heard me
That's kind of ironic I feel like the best
Go stupid
Might trip on the walk you do it
Might take a step back I shoot it
Might walk in her dream lucid
Who did
Was it the flow from the new kid
Till it got so hot that it's humid
Your track sound much better when it's muted
Sent yo verse they mute that shit
They look at me like who that kid
.556 we blam that
We at the function making it jump in this bitch
Big ass boots I'm rocking it
Cost money like they Rick Ross shit
Just like birds we flocking shit
Get poppin we gon' turn up quick
Bitch listen what I'm saying
I got your bitch tryna hit himalayas
See what I'm saying told you I ain't playing
Spit it like Uzi bitch get to spraying
Yuh, Where Else To Go But Up?
If you listened you would've start praying
Bodies on bodies brodie I've been slaying
All of you rappers go get a retirement plan
Go stupid
Might trip on the walk you do it
Might take a step back I shoot it
Might walk in her dream lucid
Who did
Was it the flow from the new kid
Till it got so hot that it's humid
Your track sound much better when it's muted
Looking for traction I finally found it they never will tell you where you can get grip
I'm in the studio putting in hours you bitches are out here just tryna get lit
I don't give a f*ck if you beg for attention get down on your knees and you look like a bitch
Me and brother we ain't even blood but we f*cking it up we like Lilo and Stitch
F*ck that
Bitch pipe down
You talk shit
Get striked down
Brodie picking grams only you gram you touch is insta
No that's not your boyfriend ok why he got a Fintsa
Pushing this shit AMG my jetta like a sprinter
Go stupid
Might trip on the walk you do it
Might take a step back I shoot it
Might walk in her dream lucid
Who did
Was it the flow from the new kid
Till it got so hot that it's humid
Your track sound much better when it's muted
Writer: Jeremiah Rodriguez, Joey Toscano
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid