Dumb Or What
Yeah, bitches, you dumb or what Yeah, bitches, you dumb or what
Same jeans for a week, I had to run it up
Yeah, bitches, you dumb or what
Same jeans for a week, I had to run it up I played the crib while I watched all you
bitches run amok Ain't seen this bitch in about seven months
Now she tryna finesse me out of her tummy tuck
She fell asleep on them slopes, the nasal drip down her throat
Bad bitch after bad bitch, nobody average, everybody dope
I'm in the crib playin' Eeny, Miny, Moe, let's go
Yeah, is you dumb or what Yeah, bitches, you dumb or what
Yeah, bitches, watch me run it up
Yeah, step in the building feelin' all kinda lit
Pocket full of blue notes, the black light
make it look counterfeit
Normally don't do this, but that should tell you what time it is
Me and my bitch movin' like this no matter what town I'm in
Its bout money, then count us in
Yeah, it seems like they got faith now, but they doubt it then
My bitch gone put this judge in your face and she gon' count to ten
One, two, get it, bae? Ten, bitches, you dumb or what
Bitches, you dumb or what Yeah, do it again
Yeah, bitch is, you dumb or what Same jeans for a week, I had to run it up
I played the crib while I watched all you bitches run amok
Ain't seen this bitch in about seven months Now she tryna finesse me out of her tummy tuck
Bitches, you dumb or what
Yeah, bitches, watch me run it up
Same jeans for a week, I had to run it up
Yeah, bitches, you dumb or what
Same jeans for a week, I had to run it up I played the crib while I watched all you
bitches run amok Ain't seen this bitch in about seven months
Now she tryna finesse me out of her tummy tuck
She fell asleep on them slopes, the nasal drip down her throat
Bad bitch after bad bitch, nobody average, everybody dope
I'm in the crib playin' Eeny, Miny, Moe, let's go
Yeah, is you dumb or what Yeah, bitches, you dumb or what
Yeah, bitches, watch me run it up
Yeah, step in the building feelin' all kinda lit
Pocket full of blue notes, the black light
make it look counterfeit
Normally don't do this, but that should tell you what time it is
Me and my bitch movin' like this no matter what town I'm in
Its bout money, then count us in
Yeah, it seems like they got faith now, but they doubt it then
My bitch gone put this judge in your face and she gon' count to ten
One, two, get it, bae? Ten, bitches, you dumb or what
Bitches, you dumb or what Yeah, do it again
Yeah, bitch is, you dumb or what Same jeans for a week, I had to run it up
I played the crib while I watched all you bitches run amok
Ain't seen this bitch in about seven months Now she tryna finesse me out of her tummy tuck
Bitches, you dumb or what
Yeah, bitches, watch me run it up
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Writer(s): Ean Defoor
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