Dumb

By Chxrlito

Released on November 23, 2020

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[Intro: Chxrlito, Trenchbabyeli & Grezzzo]

(Xool on the beat, boy)


[Verse 1: Chxrlito]

Said he tryna fight, nigga, is you dumb?

I hop on the beat and go dumb

I hop on the beat and go stupid

Chop' got a 7.62, and I'm shootin'

Fuck on yo' ho and give yo' bitch the boot, and

Fuck with the gang, lil' nigga, you get ruined

I just walked in with Louie, now yo' bitch, she choosin'

Just wanted the Gucci now she wanna fuck with me

Said she wanna go, go up with me

Glock-17, keep it tuck with me

And then the lil' nigga said it's up, then its stuck with me

And the nigga said I'm lame 'cause he can't fuck with me

Fuck a nigga bitch from the back like, "Yeah, oue"

Fuck a nigga bitch from the back like, "Yeah, oue"

Now she wanna ride with me

Now shе wanna go

I hid that lil' bitch from the bed to the floor

Lеts get it, lets go

She wan' fuck on lil' Lito, she know I got rolls

She know I got racks, racks, racks, racks, racks

Hit a nigga, he a pack, pack, pack, pack, pack

I'ma break her back, back, back, back, back

Now she runnin' all back, back, back, back, back


[Verse 2: SteezyKai]

Yeah, pockets fats just like Lizzo

Smokin packs size of Lizzo

Tryna make [?]

All my [?] niggas on go

Got the cheese but no Cheetos

Shawty, you should leave that zero

And come fuck with a hero

Slidin' with the glicks [?]

Pullin' out my dick tryna get the deep-throat

Talkin' that shit, nigga tryna be bold

Run up with the [?], we gon' make her see ghosts

Young nigga, but I gotta hella' C-Notes

Nigga eatin' good like I'm doin' keto

Shawty keep ya' feelings, I don't really need those

Hangin' with the villains, you would think I'm evil

Went back to my city, they think I'm a goat

Big choppa' on me and that shit finna toast

I'm off of the drugs, I hadda' float

She wanted a hug, told that bitch no

I'm off of the suds, no runny-nose

Don't got a cold but my diamonds froze

I got a pole, it came with a scope

Aim on the head and its takin' his soul

[Bridge: SteezyKai & AyeCourt]

And I never lack (Yeah)

Got a pole and [?] get whacked

I ball on these niggas like my name is Mac

All yall lil' niggas in the game is whack


[?]

Don't get wasted, man

We could put 'em on the pavement, man

We could leave that lil' nigga faceless, man

Started from the bottom like a basement, man (Yeah)


[Verse 3: AyeCourt]

I hop on this beat and I go dumb

Really made for this shit, I was chosen

And I'm ballin' in Texas, DeRozan

Ballin' in Texas, don't play for the Spurs

Don't care 'bout that bitch, that bitch for the birds

I got a new bitch and that bitch got some curves

And I'm gone off this gas, I might just swerve

Smokin' mahogany, SteezyKai

Shout-out lil' Eli, that's my guy

I love my gang, nigga, never lied

Up with the burner, leave a nigga fried

No hide-and-seek, nigga, don't hide

Call up the gang, nigga, lets ride

Too smooth on the beat, I glide

Up with the chop-stick, let it go

Up with the chop-stick, let it blow

I'm from the south, don't throw no fours

Double-o-seven, that boy be too cold

Painted his block like Picasso

Got hella' cheese, hella' nachos

Get to the money, my shit be colossal

Old ass nigga, that boy be a fossil

We got that drum-line like I'm Lito

Put on for my fam', they be my people

And its only one of me, not a sequel

You see what I'm finna' be, think I'm evil

Bitch I'ma big dog, not a beagle

Gas got me too high like eagle

The way that I'm too high it ain't legal


[Verse 4: Matariii]


[Verse 5: Trenchbabyeli]


[Verse 6: Grezzzo]

Oh, I gotta stay fly (Oh my god)

Aye, what I'm on

Shawty all on me

And she wanna shake her thun-tha-thun

They fed a nigga like a hundred crumbs

I run a bag, then I run it up (My nigga, that is no lie)

[?], yeah, I shut 'em off (Them niggas hate 'cause I'm fly)

'Cause them niggas really want to be one of us

I hopped in my bag, never came out

He wanna collab, but he played out

I'm all on the map, got the layout

He wanted to yap, now he layed out

I show up, then I show out

When I blow up, its a blow-out

We roll up, then we roll out

We so tough when I show out

Yeah, that's what I do

Shawty, what it do

Check the stats, yeah, check the moves

Get ya' mans 'cause he a noob

Whisper in ya' ear and then I got ya' comin' through

Know you lovin' on my groove, yeah