Dumb & Dumber
Sippin' sake in Osaka it's the Prada papa
Known for breaking budget, but a nigga been about the guala
That 45th'll get ya hit up from ya toe to collar
Been that nigga since I was rolling up in that blue impala
I'm hot with the sizzle, they chopped with no scissors
Got a duffle full of color money, bag full of skittles
I'm flexing a little, this child's play, ain't talking bout SZA
I'm the assassin, you know I gotta hit with the precision
Like pow, I gotta kill em, kill em
I don't really do drugs what's the dealer-dealer like
I got my feet up, feet up
I mean they still taking shots no tequila-quila like
Tell em run up, run up
If them niggas talking shit they getting done up, done up like
On the come up, come up
I been working all night till the sun up, sun up like
Tell em shut up, shut up
All my niggas Jim Carrey going dumb and dumber like
Keep it a hunna-hunna
Yung Lux been hotter that the summer, summer like
Bottle check, wallet check
My life just like a movie bitch I'm always on set
I get checks, coming at ya neck
If it ain't about the money
Then it's thank you, next
You may see me on the four five
Drifting in a whole ride
Phantom of the opera, they peeping just how the ghost glide
Ball like babe, but never could let the boy slide
And when they say I'm tripping I'm hitting up every coastline
They ain't touching my apparatus
The flows been clean, but they still wanna check on my status
Pull up with the posse all black
No machine all facts
Ain't touching neither one of us like my name Gladys ya got that
Tell em run up, run up
If them niggas talking shit they getting done up, done up like
On the come up, come up
I been working all night till the sun up, sun up like
Tell em shut up, shut up
All my niggas Jim Carrey going dumb and dumber like
Keep it a hunna-hunna
Yung Lux been hotter that the summer, summer like
See me in da place, be my dem all gwan play
Dem a come down south, what dem all gwan say
Me a play rude boy, bet dem all wan pay
Tell em hit up mi shotta, mi go all dey
(Riding in the whip with gold on the chain
If I go to any store then I got visas in my name
If you come around here bet they all know my name
I'm the young heartthrob bet they all know my name)
Tell em run up, run up
If them niggas talking shit they getting done up, done up like
On the come up, come up
I been working all night till the sun up, sun up
Known for breaking budget, but a nigga been about the guala
That 45th'll get ya hit up from ya toe to collar
Been that nigga since I was rolling up in that blue impala
I'm hot with the sizzle, they chopped with no scissors
Got a duffle full of color money, bag full of skittles
I'm flexing a little, this child's play, ain't talking bout SZA
I'm the assassin, you know I gotta hit with the precision
Like pow, I gotta kill em, kill em
I don't really do drugs what's the dealer-dealer like
I got my feet up, feet up
I mean they still taking shots no tequila-quila like
Tell em run up, run up
If them niggas talking shit they getting done up, done up like
On the come up, come up
I been working all night till the sun up, sun up like
Tell em shut up, shut up
All my niggas Jim Carrey going dumb and dumber like
Keep it a hunna-hunna
Yung Lux been hotter that the summer, summer like
Bottle check, wallet check
My life just like a movie bitch I'm always on set
I get checks, coming at ya neck
If it ain't about the money
Then it's thank you, next
You may see me on the four five
Drifting in a whole ride
Phantom of the opera, they peeping just how the ghost glide
Ball like babe, but never could let the boy slide
And when they say I'm tripping I'm hitting up every coastline
They ain't touching my apparatus
The flows been clean, but they still wanna check on my status
Pull up with the posse all black
No machine all facts
Ain't touching neither one of us like my name Gladys ya got that
Tell em run up, run up
If them niggas talking shit they getting done up, done up like
On the come up, come up
I been working all night till the sun up, sun up like
Tell em shut up, shut up
All my niggas Jim Carrey going dumb and dumber like
Keep it a hunna-hunna
Yung Lux been hotter that the summer, summer like
See me in da place, be my dem all gwan play
Dem a come down south, what dem all gwan say
Me a play rude boy, bet dem all wan pay
Tell em hit up mi shotta, mi go all dey
(Riding in the whip with gold on the chain
If I go to any store then I got visas in my name
If you come around here bet they all know my name
I'm the young heartthrob bet they all know my name)
Tell em run up, run up
If them niggas talking shit they getting done up, done up like
On the come up, come up
I been working all night till the sun up, sun up
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Writer(s): Torian Armstrong
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