Intro (Dumb sh*t) lyrics

by

Yung Nation


[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Well
IYess 2
Dearly, departed i'll leave you where you started
I'm gone eat the pus*y thats Arby's
Nation gang good we never ever be starving
And my house a mother f*cking b*tch like the madison square garden
And my change so cold
All my n*ggas so cold hearted
And all my b*tches love barbies
Smoking og barking on Charlotte
And i just missed my plane i forgot what time it departed
And ima still run my city if i catch a mother f*cking charlie
Agh

[Hook:]
Dumb sh*t
My trunk kick
My blunt lit
I'm smokin' n' drivin'
This dumb sh*t
That shoe gun
Automatic
Dumb sh*t
Choppers down your block
You writing like drum sticks
[Dumb sh*t x7]
[Verse 2]
All my b*tches so bad but in the bed they have no standards
Im blocking hoes like my pipe
You can call me young captain chandlers
These n*ggas call but never get no answer
3 b*tches with me meet a vertigo and a cancer
Oh my god im the sh*t
I need a hundred thousand f*cking pampers
And i'm smoking a whole bunch of drugs i keep it wood filed like a camper
I met a bad b*tch across the seas
So the youngin had to go stamp her
Black diamonds light, blue shirt i can make her curl comes with the package
Smoking piles of the reef sg feel like a commander
And i put this on my family and please dont get slandered
Ima a young legend i'm the first i am young deon sanders
4 blunts put together i'm mister expander
Im burying all my money and spending it very very very wisely
Im always smoking so i guess im always on the rise
You is not a gangster you a mother f*cking meet the skies
I got 2 foreign hoes with me oops
Yes im bout to collide

[Hook:]
Dumb sh*t
My trunk kick
My blunt lit
I'm smokin' n' drivin'
This dumb sh*t
That shoe gun
Automatic
Dumb sh*t
Choppers down your block
You writing like drum sticks
[Dumb sh*t x7]
[Verse 3]
First two im getting revenue
I don't know what the f*ck these b*tches telling you
Im a pimp so to hoes, im selling you
And i barely put hoes in my schedule
Smoking on the og of the federal
Sipping on lean straight from the medical
Falling on you f*ck n*ggas suck my testicles
So many carrots in my chain i love my vegetables
Smoking presidential Kush i’m illegible
And big trash n*ggas not acceptable
And my bank account, so impeccable
Barred up like the jail no correctional
I’m in this b*tch aye i’m so incredible
We know to put pus*y on the pedestal
n*ggas trying to test my nuts but they ain't testable
Im in a foreign wheel im so in gettable

[Hook:]
Dumb sh*t
My trunk kick
My blunt lit
I'm smokin' n' drivin'
This dumb sh*t
That shoe gun
Automatic
Dumb sh*t
Choppers down your block
You writing like drum sticks
[Dumb sh*t x7]
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