Never Go Full Retard lyrics

[Verse 1: Shotgun Willy]
Ayy, Roses are red, green is good luck
Used to give a damn but I ain't never gave a f*ck
Runnin' up a check cause you know I'm comin up
Run into my ex, can a nibba get a hug? (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Counted up my guap, nutted in a sock (Ooh)
Can't feel my kidneys I'm sippin' on wok
If shorty bad take that b*tch on a walk
If shorty bad take that b*tch on a walk
Ayy, pull up to church in Lil Uzi Vert merch
Bad b*tch make that pus*y go squirt, squirt
Zoomin' in the coup drop top goin skrrt, skrrt
Wanna get adopted by Rihanna like werk, werk (Wow)

[Pre-Chorus: Shotgun Willy]
Damn, I been goin ham
Got a couple hoes, got a couple bands
Got a couple flows. Can I be yo mans?
That's just how it goes, that's just how I am
That's just how I am
They ain't showin' love (Nope)
Watch me run it up (Ayy)
I been getting drunk, (Yuh) I been going dumb (Ayy)
Hey ain't showin' love (Nope)
Watch me run it up (Ayy)
I been getting drunk, (Yuh) I been going-
[Chorus: Shotgun Willy]
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
I've been goin'
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
I've been goin'
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
I've been goin'
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
I've been goin'

[Verse 2: Shotgun Willy]
Dumb. I been goin' stupid
Never love a b*tch, 'cause my name's not cupid
Never think about it boy, Nike just do it
Hooker mindset like f*ck it, like screw it (skrrt, skrrt)
I'll be in the back, on the phone with Aflac (skrrt, skrrt)
I got a couple guns stuffed inside my backpack (skrrt, skrrt)
I like my b*tches black like I like my snack packs
So, shorty pulled a plumber, showed me that ass crack, that ass fat
Wow, I just wanna make her pus*y wet: ShamWow
Say some sh*t you so hurt now
b*tch grab my di*k like a GoGurt, how?
Breastfeed on that b*tch, yeah I think she a cow
No time to chit chat, I break a b*tch back like a f*cking Kit Kat
I see a new ad like "I got to get that"
I pull up to the frat like "here's yo b*tch back"
[Verse 3: TRAQULA, Shotgun Willy, Both]
Like where my b*tch at, where my clique at?
When I'm with yo b*tch I'm like "where my di*k at?"
Suck on my Tic Tac
Send her back to his place
Ask him how my di*k taste
When we having sex
I listen to my mixtape
This the day to day (Sippin' Gatorade)
On the paper chase (b*tch this pay to play)
No financial aid (Came to save the day)
Smell like fish filet (Ayy) (Goin dumb today) (Ayy)
f*ckin up 'my brain (Ayy, ayy)
And it got us goin'...
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
Got us goin dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
Got us goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
Got us goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
Got us goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
Got us goin' dumb