Dumb Ass lyrics

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YSR Gramz



[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)
Damn
Enrgy always up to somethin'
I'm up to somethin'
Yung Sak Runner

[Verse]
Told Enrgy, "Scoot the f*ck over, n*gga, let me drive" (n*gga, let me drive)
I know a n*gga fell off and now he suicidal (f*ck)
Buz fast in this lil' b*tch, I was too excited
Told the clerk, "Yeah, this card work, you just cannot slide it"
I'm still goin' to the party if I'm not invited
This b*tch got a pretty pus*y on her, told her, "Let me bite it"
Tryna buy a 'bow of Badhu Cookies, they won't let me buy it (They won't let me buy it)
n*gga just beat his gun case, they ain't give him HYTA (Free bro)
I ran up racks in my city, I'm startin' to think I'm Tyga (Yeah)
I f*ck with the young n*ggas that be stealin' strikers (Yeah)
My n*gga wanna ride on opps, I think he a biker (He a biker)
This b*tch finally let me hit and I ain't like it (I ain't like it)
A n*gga caught his baby mama cheatin', now he tryna fight her
My n*gga did seventeen years and ain't nobody write him (Wow)
A n*gga grew some bullsh*t weed and ain't nobody buy it (Wow)
You wear fake-ass designer, that sh*t came from China (Yeah)
Moissanites in your chain, them are not real diamonds
This a fifty in this Glock, I'm not a 49er (This a fifty)
If it's money on the floor, I'ma go and find it (I'ma run it up)
I seen a hundred on that paper, you would've probably signed it (You would've signed that sh*t)
She ain't seen my face in a minute, b*tch, I been grindin' (I been grindin')
The Draco knock over n*ggas like a f*ckin' lineman (Like a f*ckin' lineman)
b*tch, I made two hundred thousand off f*ckin' rhymin' (Off f*ckin' rhymin')
Lame-ass, rappin'-ass n*gga, you always f*ckin' whinin' (You always whinin', n*gga)
This n*gga always talkin' 'bout murders, I'm startin' to think he lyin' (Startin' to think he lyin')
I know a white boy that sh*t-talk like BabyTron (Yeah)
I was gettin' head from this b*tch, her baby started cryin' (f*ck)
And I heard the 'bows just dropped, it was perfect timing
I love gettin' head from this b*tch, she got a perfect mind (Yeah)
This n*gga Kidd think he Lil Uzi, throwin' peace signs (What the f*ck?)
Every time you see me outside, I throw up the B sign (Throw up the B)
Throwin' 4s for the projects, that's for Deon
This b*tch think her boyfriend the sh*t, he a peon
I hope my lil' n*gga make it to the league, shout-out Keon (Keon)
I ain't bettin' points on FanDuel, I'm bettin' rebounds
My white boy just pulled up with 'za, he got three pounds (I need that)
Everything I drop fire as f*ck on the heat side (On the heat side)
If anybody get into it with bro, I'm on Tee side
I miss the pandemic, seventy-five for a three-five (No cap)
Bro got the job done for me, we finna slap-five (Finna slap-five)
Me and my brothers, we gon' stick together like the Jackson 5 (Like the Jackson 5)
I ain't even shoot at my opp, he got killed with knives (n*gga got killed with knives)
This lil' b*tch slim thick as f*ck, she ain't got no sides (She ain't got no sides)
If you don't f*ck with me, I don't f*ck with you, I don't got no pride (n*gga, f*ck you, n*gga)
[Outro]
n*gga, if you don't f*ck with me, n*gga, I don't f*ck with you either, n*gga (Cheap ass, broke ass)
All 2023, n*gga (The f*ck goin' on?)
f*ck is you talkin' 'bout, n*gga? (I'm the Yung Sak Runner)
It's the Yung Sak Runner (Yung Sak Runner)
Yeah, Yung Sak Runner
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