‎dumb lyrics

[Chorus]
I just made a bag, I'ma go dumb (I—I-I love you)
Hating for what? He ain't got funds
I just made this bag, I [ain't even run?]
Choppa on me, it's a stun
Could never be lackin', [?] you done
[?] caught dead, what you on?
I'm f*ckin' this b*tch [?]

[Verse]
[?] bag, I ain't have nothin'
I just hit the [?], what you want?
Talkin' them big racks, not no [gun?]
I stay with the choppers, not no gun, yeah
You'd never be lackin', they ain't got guns
I got your b*tch by my side
I'm rockin' Rick Owens, Number (N)ine
Yeah, I just hit a b*tch, [?] (f*ck you, n*gga)
[?] ho, now she mine
Just spent a rack, damn, on the [dime?]
Yeah, [?] catch him then he die
[?] talk down, don't know why
Don't you see I got ties?
I [got? hit?] his b*tch, don't know why
LV [?], I'ma get that
Spent that bag [?]
Rockin' the Rick [in here, b*tch?]
Cookin' the [?]
Know what I [?]
Just wanna [?]
They all [?]
[Chorus]
I just made a bag, I'ma go dumb
Hating for what? He ain't got funds
I just made this bag, I [ain't even run?]
Choppa on me, it's a stun
Could never be lackin', [?] you done
[?] caught dead, what you on?
I'm f*ckin' this b*tch [?]