Dont Be Dumb lyrics

[Intro]
Ayo, Double, you killed that, on foenem grave

[Verse 1: Sdot Go & Kyle Richh]
Oh, you think you gon' line me? Don't be dumb
Like, baddie, she totin' my gun
f*ck all this rapping sh*t, I done took trips by myself and I still made the olderheads run
b*tch, like, you better duck
Let your boyfriend try me if he want
b*tch, I'm a shooter, like, why would I pass it?
Just let me do me, I might pass when I'm done
Shooter? n*gga, who you shot?
Beam on his face, he couldn't see the dot
Like, like, come with my broom, don't you think I'ma bend through your block with a mop
Like, me and Jack, we was just on that block
b*tch, I was flickin' right damn near the cops
Like, he got a gun, he gon' use it or not?
And I hope it don't jam, I got trust in my Glock
"Come here," like, that's what he heard when I flocked
Say the wrong thing, now my gun getting c*cked
Bro told me chill, but I'm—
Bro told me chill, but I'm throwin' a lot
He think he slime 'til I'm wiping his snot
Any chance that I get, I'm throwin' what I got, like (Grrah)

[Verse 2: Kyle Richh]
We can't beef if he talk to the cops (Ayy)
I'm tryna send him to Dot (Dotty)
Better duck if I'm spinning with Jah (Like, what?)
I-I'm in the spot with two twin Glocks (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
All this dissin' done got me fed up (b*tch)
He got shot from his chest to the neck up
Bend back, don't let him get up
Backdoor gang, bro fell for the setup
Said he looking for me, geez
On my block everyday really movin' illegal
Still got a G, came with a beam too (Like, what?)
Big die Os, we don't f*ck with them people (Grrah, die Os)
On the rock tryna dump like Vincent
How n*ggas dissin' but nobody bendin'? (Bendin')
Put the tool to his mouth like a dentist
Push up on me, I gotta ascend him (Damn)
Off the Wock', yeah, a different dimension
DB, flick through the tech (DB, b*tch)
Twenty clips just to fit in my denim (Like what?)
Like, he got shot by a 'ooter with specs (Grrah, grrah)
[Verse 3: Dee Billz]
He got shot through the Gallery Dept
Like, (Shh) caught one to the chest
Oh, he think he tough? Put him to the test
Like, Lil' Heemy got put on his neck (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
He got hit with the trey, he was young (Like, grrah)
In the spot, 4100 guns (41)
Like, do the dash, they cannot check the trunk (Like damn, damn)
Pushing me? You gotta be drunk
F-Freshy DaG, he keep dissing (GDK)
Like we ain't beat him, stop lacking for chicken (Word to my mother)
When I'm talking, b*tch, you better listen (Grrah, grrah)
I get dedicated, on that mission (Grrah, grrah)
Like, no OY, them n*ggas shot (OYK)
Rockabye Dot, caught one to the top (Edot)
GDK, we don't f*ck with no Floxks (GDK)
Oh, he think I'm lacking, but I'm not (But I'm not)
Grrah, like, bro too ruthless (Damn)
Brand new G, she came with the cool kids (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Tryna line me, lil' b*tch think I'm stupid
You don't gotta question, if I'm shootin' (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Grrah