Dumb

[Intro] (Snorts) Yeah, yeah man You know who it is [Verse 1] I've got the underground locked Car parked in the underground lot Cy's got the .45 in his hand, cocked Got me feeling bulletproof like Hancock Couple labels want my John Hancock White bird with her right hand on my cock In the left side of the ride that I copped Red hat courtesy of Lyle & Scott I'm a cunt yeah just like my pops Wish I could've been on Top of the Pops My man just signed a deal but he flopped Putting out bullshit, so he got dropped Head to the shop With my sidechick and she look like a thot And she goes down without any thought Ride around town in a new M sport Six-Pot, no chance of getting caught House in the country about to get bought New shipment about to drop at the port Love a little bit of import/export Link Skywlkr at the airport With a bag of drugs, that's every sort Don't take what I say with a pinch of salt Take it with a line and whisky short Yeah, please excuse me while I snort Doing A class with a high class escort Come through here, you need a police escort Fuck a police report I never let a hoe try and extort Visit from the stalk Straight up abort Don't wanna resort to my last resort [Chorus] Dumb Must be dumb Sleep on me, don you must be dumb Coke on my tongue, yeah it's going numb Getting fucked up Yeah it must be done Must be dumb Must be dumb Sleep on me son, you must be dumb Don't like me, you can suck your mum The fuck out of here with that rusty gun Clown nigga [Verse 2] You belong in the circus Take your bird up to Oxford Circus Enough man talk about the bosses' life But how're you a boss, you ain't got no workers Alie? These sidemen so worthless Not fit for purpose Serve no purpose You see me, I OD on purpose Yeah I'm riding the wave like surfers We've got food in surplus Anything you could ever want to purchase Yeah the feds didn't stop and search us They know my niggas strapped like insurgents They do dirt like detergents Your move, cross them and it's curtains Guaranteed to get hurt for certain Hang tight Scale, Murkers, they'll murk us Yeah it's me they're mad on E60 with all the add-ons Hard food hidden inside of the panels Drop it off to my Greek dude Panos We move keys, I ain't talking pianos Two piece meal, Los Pollos Hermanos Shine comes in from across the channel We hit the streets in dark apparel Let's go, hit hotel with a buff sket And yet she says that she wants rough sex Well that's what she gets, enough said Treat her like an object Ask her for brain, bet she won't object Already wet Yeah she's a sure bet But I might act like I don't know the odds yet [Chorus] Dumb Must be dumb Sleep on me, don you must be dumb Coke on my tongue, yeah it's going numb Getting fucked up Yeah it must be done Must be dumb Must be dumb Sleep on me son, you must be dumb Don't like me, you can suck your mum The fuck out of here with that rusty gun Clown nigga [Outro] Yeah CASISDEAD High as fuck