DaBoii – Dumb

Dumb Lyrics

Intro
Ooh I like this shit
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
All all you niggas dumb dumb
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
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Verse
Ah, SOB the gang, bitch fuck them other niggas
And I ain’t into shaking hands you ain’t my brotha nigga
Still hit my whores up in the whip you having lunch with bitches
I’m no Kane or no John Cena I can’t tussle wit’ cha
I’m tryna keep them demons in, don’t make me bring ‘em out
What you gon’ do when niggas closest brothas bleeding out
And if it’s up there then it’s stuck there, nothing to speak about
Brodie said niggas is hoes, I finally see it now
I found a home up in the dark, I see the light in here
Me jumping out your bushes what a sight to fear
Who said that nigga was a gangsta? Boy yo’ stripes is wearin’
And I’m immune to all this shit, naw I ain’t wiping tears
Urkel got a little juice now he thinks he’s divinе
Seven pumps and ‘bout a wiggle shе thinks it’s the bomb
I been ain’t giving bitches time yes I done missed the prime
And they be like, “That boy got gas” I got my gift from God
I’m doing verses for the low, I’m feeling good today
You might as well just give it up boy I done took ya bae
I stared a opp down in the club, that nigga looked away
And if it’s beef up on the table, it get cooked today
Get me out of character, that’s bullets out the clip
And we been smoking out them pickles, y’all still out the zip
Bitch I’m really in the field and yes I’m down to blitz
My brodie couldn’t find no Wok, that nigga downed the Tris
Could be taxing for it, but naw this game is free
So much knowledge, so much wisdom. I done gamed me
Roc-a-Fella with that Glock but I ain’t Jay-Z
I swear I gotta thank my son, he really saved me
You ain’t gon’ hear me say I’m real, I let the pit decide
Presi tents up on the windshield hard to peep inside
Niggas know they soft as hell, how do you sleep at night?
Her nigga’s scared to eat the beef, guess it ain’t seasoned right
Bitch
Outro
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dum
All all you niggas dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
Yeah all you bitches dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
Yeah all you bitches dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
Yeah I put that on my son, son, son, son son
Yeah i got my gun, gun, gun, gun gun
Got thirty in my gun, gun, gun, gun, gun
Nigga I’ll never run, run, run, run run

DaBoii

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