Goin’ Dumb lyrics

[Intro]
Tuh
Whoop
Hmm, tuh (Come on, Darius)

[Verse]
Bust Carti', bust 41, they both goin' dumb
Me and brodie poured too much rum, my tongue goin' numb
Pull up in a big Expedition with the killers with me
Diamondbacks hangin' out the window, we don't need the switchies
Twins with me f*ckin' on each other, call 'em Sister, Sister
I done shot my Glock so many times, my hands got a blister
It ain't sh*t to get a n*gga stripped, put him in the blender
Benz, got the brick on the backseat, n*gga, f*ck a fender
The 'bows around, them b*tches for the high, ain't no lows around
Shout out C, cut this sh*t to me, bring the numbers down
We'll jump out anywhеre we at and let a hundrеd off
n*ggas talkin' like they big and bad, but they cotton soft
We don't rock with dog, I had Josh knock his pockets off
n*ggas watchin' everything I do, I shared a lot of sauce
Fast Money, don't forget the money, b*tch, we up and runnin'
Just left a sixty-ball with my youngin, he live in Columbus
Play with who? We gon' spin the block and see what n*ggas on
Real n*gga, sacrifice it all to put my n*ggas on
I was really goin' down the way before I did a song
My brother got me paranoid, I don't talk on phones
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't the n*gga you can walk up on