Stupid Again

[Intro: Conor McGregor] I just wanna say from the bottom of me heart I'd like to take this chance to apologize to absolutely nobody The double champ does what the **** he wants [Chorus] Uh, woo, ayy 'Bout to go stupid again She out the roof of the Benz I'm 'bout to do her to get her I'ma fuck two of her friends Just made a flip off the wop Fuck the Franck Mueller, I jump out the jeweler again I fucked my money up on the re-up But I got it right back and I blew it again Uh, ayy [Verse] Bag full of bricks Back sellin' Knicks like Ewing again Trap ain't bump like this since '06, Soulja Boy shit, start you-in' again Clear it out Grrrr, stick 'em Air it out Brrrr, flip 'em Whereabouts I ain't never 'bout to give 'em Fair amounts I ain't never finna hit 'em with Triple in it, double-up the stash, caught a brick Another half, finna got another twenty on the vision Spatula, flippin' it, a Caddy from the kitchen I'ma hustle 'til the car came with another brick in it Crib came with another bitch in it If you ain't gettin' litty with the shitty, I'ma put another bitch in it Bitch better hit me with deep throat (Oh) And no, I ain't talkin' 'bout Michigan, ayy Oh, uh, damn, shit I'm goin' stupid and shit (Woo) She play the flute with my dick Wrist, sick, I got the flu on a bitch I play it cool on a bitch Hit, stick, that's how I do on your bitch (Uh) What I'ma do in this bitch Pussy was great, flew out and flew in this bitch .40, shinin' and shinin' Way in the hills, I'm high in the climate Niggas is trickin' and niggas is simpin' Payin' for heels, and winin' and dinin' Jewish lawyers on the phone call I said I'ma sign that lil' shit when I sign it I got these Benjamin Frank on my body Ain't finna fuck if this shit ain't exotic, woo Ten trap phones 'cause the bitch keep on callin' Sleepin' on the floor, I be scammin', gettin' it all in Do the money dance when the money fall Nigga, fuck my ex, I'm uninvolved You can suck my dick and lick a nut too (Woo) Yeah, you don't like me, nigga, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (Fuck you, nigga) Damn, he runnin' through all his paper That's what I do to a hater Don't touch two things, my hair or my paper (Woo) Passin' that bitch and she hot Pass her like hot potato I grind, I skate her (Uh) And she look good, I might date her Pussy was good and I ate it Lil' bitch, I'm Bajan, woo [Interlude] Wait, hold the fuck up, hold the fuck up, hold up So we both at the function, you know what I'm sayin' You pull up with your bitch in the 458 I pull up with my bitch in the 488 You pull up beside my shit, like, "Yo, what's the difference between my 458 and your 488?" 'Bout like eighty to hundred thousand, cock sucker, beat it Woo, ayy [Chorus] 'Bout to go stupid again She out the roof of the Benz I'm 'bout to do it her to get her I'ma fuck two of her friends Just made a flip off the wop Fuck the Franck Mueller, I jump out the jeweler again I fucked my money up on the re-up But I got it right back and I blew it again [Outro] Hahaha We don't wanna hear no sucker shit after this shit either, nigga Know what I'm sayin'? Oh, you worried 'bout your bitch? Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, she's here Know what I'm sayin'? Oui, oui, parlez-vous français and all that good shit Ha, straight off the runway in Paris, nigga Give ten fucks about a bitch