Chris Crack Stays Ignorant Lyrics

[Verse 1: Ugly Boy Modeling]
Text me don't call, it's eleven o'clock
I don't broke the trust, now the wifey on watch
She on watch for these hoes and these stocks
Can you smell what he cooking, mmm that's the rock
I had to hit her at my cuzzo trap spot
Where they sell dope and they rap a lot
Back in grammar school I used to fap a lot
They go nuts when little homie on the slap box
I call her going nuts, so what
I rode a bike on a ramp, sky high with a blunt

[Chorus:]
Super dave, can a nigga stunt?
Super dave can a nigga stunt?

[Verse 2: Chris Crack]
She left me for a truck driver, that's harsh
I was just salty, I stuck with you when you fell off
Ey, this a tell-all, go get a publisher
Don't ever forget to double up
I had some plans for us to get it but I was runner-up
Hey are you gonna what, bitch you know what's under this come-up
Hun, these rappers ain't nothing but some jailhouse punks
I had to pump, I left them all in the slumps, shout out my uncle
I can't wait, to seem bogus on dinner plates
Lady hold my face straight for this case
Cause I ain't got nothing to say
I ain't got nothing to say, wait
I can't wait, to seem bogus on dinner plates
Let me hold my face straight for this case
Cause I ain't got nothing to say
I ain't got nothing to say, wait