Dumb Shi ft. Twynn The Yung N Lyrics

Oh yeah

I can help you across the street ma'am

Dont even worry about it

I gotcha

Well thank you young man

yeah yeah

Gawd gon bless ya

Fasho just walk this way

Dont worry about that bus coming

That bus aint gon hit you

I sho saw it

Cause I'm walking you

My lawd

Speak up old lady i cant hear

Now watch ya mouth now

Dis song ain't bout shit

But it's sumthin like a sonnet

Ain't nuthin sweet bitch

Pistol grip to ya bonnet

Unlocked cars loaded with iPhones and tripods

We takin all dis shit but we dnt need it

U kno it's both of ours

Better pause

Aww lawd

Black forces

Dressed in all black

It's dem boys

Bout to commit a felony

Where ya phone run dat

U scared

Can't record shit

Kodak black

Resist

I ain't fighting shit

I'm gon blast

Lay u on ya bitchass

Wipe tha gun and dump it

Naw ion kno shit

Wat u mean dnt resist

I been at chili's smokin phillies watching due date and shit

Fuck dem squares and soda

Need a lawyer present

Nigga I ain't saying shit

Fuck u mean who I was with

And I was at where I'm at

Keep on askin questions

Umma cat in tha hat

Gon put me in my cell where u gon hold me at

Soon as I get my phone call I'm up out this bitch

H-town where I reside and tha money b at

So Strippers paid my bail all ones count dat

Thought u had a nigga bill Cosby lean back

Bitch

Oh, thank you sonny boy

No problem ma'am I got you

I told you

Now if you would excuse me

I'm botta go beat this nigga ass

You feel me

Nigga I'll fuck yo ass up

Yung N dove in the water, heard

(Tha,tha,thun,thun,tha)

Started swimming with the sharks, heard

(Tha,tha,thun,thun,tha)

Was eating fish in the wrong hood

(Tha,tha,thun,thun,tha)

(Who the fuck is this nigga all up on your bumper!)

What he said but that nigga aint even mean that shit

I stood up like I was about to leave then I banged that bitch

Right in front of him and what she do?

Enjoyed that dick

He disappeared so I left

He botta kill that bitch

Wes Craven and John Carpenter

Some nightmare shit

She hit my line right after

So I blocked that bitch

Auntie said stop playing they hearts and shit

Well I don't fuck with dudes

Unc said "talk yo shit"

(That's my nephew right there)

The table made for 6 and the stove heating spaghetti

My niggas hitting my line, talkin bout shy ass Shelly

Said she coming to the party so I better be ready

A button up and some jeans like I'm Tommy Vercetti

Vice city shit

I'm on some geeky shit nigga

Drunk an edible wondering why its drinkable, nigga

If its edible

Who really cares my nigga

Make it medical

Like a bleeding cross my nigga

Hoe ass nigga I told you stop honking that got damn horn

Nigga you see me crossing this bitch with an old lady

Get out the got damn car nigga

Get out the car nigga

Bitch ass

That's what I thought

When the gang hanging out I see people scared to ask questions

We ain't tripping on nothing bitch just ask a question

And yes we did come up in this bitch with loaded weapons

I got dick he got a dick ain't no half stepping

Nigga

We ain't lacking on no bullshit

Looking at these hoes with our fingers still on the grip

If it come from underneath bitch

It's gonna rip

Avert your eyes from ya boy

You ont know shit

Oh, oh my god

What happen to him

Oh dont even worry about it old lady

You ready to go though

We can go back across the street

Aint nobody honking horns today

For only $299 you can rent you a real one today

$2.99 girl?

Matter of fact we'll save you some money today

Uh uh

For $9.99

How the fuck?

Get you a real one today

They go from $2.99 to $9.99

How is that a deal?

Where?