Dumbshit (feat. NoLuv3)
Bitch I go rounds, OT then cut it
Can't drip all my sauce or that bitch gon be flooded
Smoking grade A that's not for the public
One blunt to the face gon have on that dumb shit
They like to cap a lot, but ion talk a lot
Vegas raised we be fucked up in the parking lot
Six to eight of y'all and you still odd
Flexing for the gram but thats that triple P fraud
You ain't a D-boy, I ain't either
But I can spot a fake one and a real dealer
And I can spot bitch made from a real leader
And I can spot that fake drop in your two liter
Don't call me yo bro, not yo folk either
Stupid lil dummy more like cousin skeeter
Cookies in Woods got me feeling like Keebler
Nas on these lames cause I'm bringing that ether
Fuck you talking bout
Bitch I walk 'em down
No Love Ever so I had to bring the choppa out
Go 'n say what you want, it's word of mouth
Putting on a show, keep that tone when the curtain down
See they lurking how
No follow but you viewing all my stories now
Yeah I can feel shade whenever I had you clapping now
Hold applause fake love something I can't allow
Sick of fake ass hoes cause they don't do shit
Humbling then playing like a halfback but can't run quick
You get a bag and buy a Birkin that's some dumbshit
I get a pack and flip it back I did it real quick
Yo bitch love me, designer I got it all behind her
We can have a competition, see who bitch is finner
She went out for a night and then you couldn't find her
Pass the bitch to my nigga he said that "Ima dime her"
I been seen your bitch I got her on my own timer
Your niggas laughing, asking "Why the fuck you didnt hid her?"
Beat the fuck out the pussy like MMA fighters
Ion care how good the pussy is, i'll never wife her
If you hustle work, then we can make it work
Stay loyal to the team, like her name Durk
Drinking lean with the soda, it make my kidneys hurt
Bitches cross me everyday but I don't know their worth
Bend that ass over, shake it let me see you twerk
Put the cream on a bitch, I treat her like dessert
Beat the fuck out the pussy until her pipes burst
You wanna die or live broke? Ion know which is worse
Can't drip all my sauce or that bitch gon be flooded
Smoking grade A that's not for the public
One blunt to the face gon have on that dumb shit
They like to cap a lot, but ion talk a lot
Vegas raised we be fucked up in the parking lot
Six to eight of y'all and you still odd
Flexing for the gram but thats that triple P fraud
You ain't a D-boy, I ain't either
But I can spot a fake one and a real dealer
And I can spot bitch made from a real leader
And I can spot that fake drop in your two liter
Don't call me yo bro, not yo folk either
Stupid lil dummy more like cousin skeeter
Cookies in Woods got me feeling like Keebler
Nas on these lames cause I'm bringing that ether
Fuck you talking bout
Bitch I walk 'em down
No Love Ever so I had to bring the choppa out
Go 'n say what you want, it's word of mouth
Putting on a show, keep that tone when the curtain down
See they lurking how
No follow but you viewing all my stories now
Yeah I can feel shade whenever I had you clapping now
Hold applause fake love something I can't allow
Sick of fake ass hoes cause they don't do shit
Humbling then playing like a halfback but can't run quick
You get a bag and buy a Birkin that's some dumbshit
I get a pack and flip it back I did it real quick
Yo bitch love me, designer I got it all behind her
We can have a competition, see who bitch is finner
She went out for a night and then you couldn't find her
Pass the bitch to my nigga he said that "Ima dime her"
I been seen your bitch I got her on my own timer
Your niggas laughing, asking "Why the fuck you didnt hid her?"
Beat the fuck out the pussy like MMA fighters
Ion care how good the pussy is, i'll never wife her
If you hustle work, then we can make it work
Stay loyal to the team, like her name Durk
Drinking lean with the soda, it make my kidneys hurt
Bitches cross me everyday but I don't know their worth
Bend that ass over, shake it let me see you twerk
Put the cream on a bitch, I treat her like dessert
Beat the fuck out the pussy until her pipes burst
You wanna die or live broke? Ion know which is worse
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Writer(s): Myles Jones
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