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Stunna 4 Vegas - Go Dumb Lyrics

[Intro]
Durel made the beat, I'ma rock with it (Rock with it)

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I make him lean and rock with it (Grrt)
Lil’ bruh upped that bitch, it won't stop hittin' (Come here)
Hope they don’t think 'cause I'm pop, I won't pop, nigga (Uh-huh)
Oh, I heard that they mad, 'cause I pop, we stop niggas (What else?)
I got rich, they act like I forgot, nigga
Won't talk when it's static, we shock niggas (Let's go)
It’s hot, like Rizzo say (Ha)
I put chip in your head, no Frito Lay (Get ’em outta here)
If I go broke, it's kick door day (Uh)
I came in this bitch with a stick on me
Nigga get outta line, I put this Glick on him (Boom)
They like, "Why they came in here so deep?" (Huh?)
We tryna find out where your kinfolk stay (Gang)
We come through like SWAT and clean your street (4X)
My lil’ nigga just made him a sawed-off (Boom)
I might pop the Percs 'til I nod off (Percs)
I kicked down the door, knock the nob off (Uh)
I'm uppin' that fire, shit pop off (Baow)
Make her give me top with her top off (Thot, thot)
These niggas fake like a knock-off purse (Ha)
I drop a bag, get him knocked off (Uh)
And I go pick up that bag to come rock out (Cash)
Tryna show out, he get shot down (Boom)
We can go to one, nigga, we got rounds (Grrt)
And I ain’t worried 'bout next 'cause I got now (Uh-huh)
Spin the whole block, bitch, you gon' hear gun sounds (Pah, pah, pah, pah, pah, pah, pah)
I hop on the beat and walk down
Like I do on the opp if they pop out (Pop out)
I can't beef with 'em 'cause they not out (Not out)
Too much ice, I be cold when it's hot out (Ice)
You ain't get no money, what you here for? (The fuck?)
He savin' that ho, he a hero (Stupid)
I'm outsides smokin' Indo
Big Glock ring like a flip phone (Brrt, bing-bing, brring)
We make niggas duck, play limbo
I beat the pussy up like Kimbo (Thot, thot)
A nigga get beat, no tempo

[Interlude]
Bitch, play with somebody else, I ain't no Nintendo
The fuck?

[Verse 2]
Extendos (Uh)
In all my Glocks, for real, though (Let's go)
They callin' for rings, got Big 4 (4X)
My lil' shawty get loose out the window (Gang)
My lil' bitch bougie with cute toes (Ooh)
These lil' niggas be broke with no ho (Stupid)
Down bad, he get exposed (Fuck)
They thought I was Lowe's, I get lows (Lows)
I came from shit, my wrist froze (Icy)
I'm ignant and icy as fuck (Fuck)
Want smoke? I'm lightin' it up (Bitch)
Run up and he bitin' his dust (On gang)
I was born to win, I'm 'bout my M's
It's gon' be like that 'til the end (Uh huh)
Baby just told me they talkin' 'bout Ms (Huh?)
I'm still gon' spin like a blitz (Uh-huh)
She kept callin', she bringin' a friend (Fuck it)
I'm finna go cool, just took me a ten
She gag on the dick, she got drunk off the Hen' (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
I fuck her like I just came home from the pen
Off the top of the dome, I don't need a pen (Uh, uh)
Back early, bitch, I ain't no rookie
Wanna fuck, ho? I see you lookin'
I go dumb like I was a flunkie, bitch

[Outro]
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