"Dumb Crasy (Remix)" lyrics

(Run It Up)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, uh
Mm, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Mm, Sopa)
Yeah, ayy

Moncler drippin', double G on my waistline (What?)
Four or five stacks by the ten, I'ma make mine (Yeah)
On go, I can't stop like somebody cut my brake lines (Yeah, yeah)
Hood nigga runnin' like I told him hit the baseline (Boom, boom)
You ain't gettin' no money, nigga, stop all that floggin' (Stop all that floggin')
His block like butter, when we hit it, we slidin' (We slidin')
When I click on that trigger, make the bullets start flyin' (Huh)
It ain't safe for no nigga, if I shoot, niggas dyin' (Baow, baow, baow, baow)

Ain't gotta talk, I let the money speak for me
I ain't worried 'bout no man 'cause lil' Jack blow that heat for me
I got bitches like the alphabet, they come from A to Z (Baow, baow, baow)
And I'm slidin' in the steamer, so we jumpin' out on feet
And when we catch him lackin', we gon' do his ass bad
You don't know how it's gon go, you better keep an extra mag
You cryin' 'bout a bitch, I'm tryna get another bag
How you say you pushin' P but got your gun took? Goin' sad (Ha, ha, ha, Big Dude)
This toe gon' get a tag

Rich bad bitch, I can fuck her all night (Ooh)
Pussy real good, she can feed me all night
Fuck her in my chain, you can see me in the night (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Told her, "bend it over," let me eat it with some ice (Oh)
Big Dude, baby, she gon' want it all night (Ha, ha, ha)
Trackhawk sex when I know you heard the pipes (Boom)
Rich young nigga, we got guns, we don't fight (Glrrd)
Have you ever seen your baby daddy lose his life? (Dah)
Smooth-ass boogie, so I gotta groove in her (Ooh)
She a lil' ratchet, shorty got some hood In her (Ooh)
Toxic bad bitch, I'ma put it smooth in her (Ha, ha, ha)
Big Dude, baby, I'ma put that wood in her, glrrd

Moncler drippin', double G on my waistline (What?)
Four or five stacks by the ten, I'ma make mine (Yeah)
On go, I can't stop like somebody cut my brake lines (Yeah, yeah)
Hood nigga runnin' like I told him hit the baseline (Boom, boom)
You ain't gettin' no money, nigga, stop all that floggin' (Stop all that floggin')
His block like butter, when we hit it, we slidin' (We slidin')
When I click on that trigger, make the bullets start flyin' (Huh)
It ain't safe for no nigga, if I shoot, niggas dyin'

When I up with the stick, then the mamas start cryin' (Uh, uh)
Then the cops gon' come, hit the block with the sirens (Yeah, with the sirens)
And I am really crazy, I should be in an alliance (Be in an alliance)
If your ass wanna die, then you played your time (Played 'bout the time)
And the bitch thought it's sweet tryna play with my mind (Yeah)
If I hit her from the back, then I'm breakin' her spine (Breakin' her spine)
Then I dip on a bitch just for wastin' my time
Can't fuck with the ho 'cause she always lyin' (Always)
I just jump in the rocket preparin' for take off (Yeah)
Workin' twenty-four seven with no days to take off (Yeah, yeah)
You snatch what I earn, 40 blowin' your face off (Yeah, yeah)
I been had the juice, I just needed a break off (Yeah, yeah)
Bulldog status, pockets filled with cabbage (Yeah, yeah)
I pull in the money, attract like a magnet (Yeah, yeah)
Say, ma', where the smoke and she reach in the cabinet (Yeah, yeah)
Say, bro, where the opp and he send me the addy (Gah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

My numbers be addin' (Do-do, do-do, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, ayy)
My numbers be addin' (Do-do, do-do, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, it's Supa, nigga