Dum Dum

[Chorus: Project Youngin] I'm at my business As I ride through the city Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches And I'm smokin' on a ( ah ah ah ) Ain't no need to ask who did it Just know we gon' handle business Put that dick inside that glizzy, it go (bop bop bop) Tryna go to war with us, lil bitch you dum dum See a nigga out in public, I ain't gon' say nun I heard a nigga lookin for me Imma give him what they lookin for (bop bop bop) We want all the smoke (waddup) [Verse 1: Project Youngin] If you got a problem come address it And if it's 'bout a bitch I don't respect it I'm ridin' with that iron on a gram, I'm young and reckless We them niggas got 'em hot, they in their feelings but who gon' check us Swervin', come down yo' block, four deep, and it's suburban Don't let me catch you on that block, u know we lurkin' Feel like that Rambo with them shooters, then we purgin' I call a (?) get that work in Clean a nigga whole block, block We know u lackin' all that flaggin' Get yo' top head gone, like a droptop This a rollie, ain't no stopwatch It take money to go to war, u better stop (stop) [Chorus: Project Youngin] I'm at my business As I ride through the city Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches And I'm smokin' on a ( ah ah ah ) Ain't no need to ask who did it Just know we gon' handle business Put that dick inside that glizzy, it go (bop bop bop) Tryna go to war with us, lil bitch you dum dum See a nigga out in public, I ain't gon' say nun I heard a nigga lookin for me Imma give him what they lookin for (boom boom boom) We want all the smoke [Verse 2: King Von] Ay where he at? Who he with? What he drivin' in? I hit his block Shut up his crib So where he hidin' then? If I don't find that boy tonight I'm just gon' try again Like spin a bin Can't catch that pussy nigga So I popped his friend This how we comin', pullin' up and hoppin' out Thought he was fast, 'til I hawked that nigga down This how we comin', use yo' gun and and wipe it down So many shots, they thought I had a 100 rounds Purge on him, my city crazy, I got killas in a 'burbs homie So many blues and these white g's, look like a Smurk homie And these lil niggas want some smoke, I'm like who first homie? Do him the worst broski [Chorus: Project Youngin] I'm at my business As I ride through the city Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches And I'm smokin' on a ( ah ah ah ) Ain't no need to ask who did it Just know we gon' handle business Put that dick inside that glizzy, it go (bop bop bop) Tryna go to war with us, lil bitch you dum dum See a nigga out in public, I ain't gon say nun I heard a nigga lookin for me Imma give him what they lookin for (boom boom boom) We want all the smoke