Go Dumb

Lyrics

[Intro:] Gang Free da' guys Free JT Gang, Go dumb [Chorus] 019 he try put my name in a song, like he ain't my son Straight after that I spun, his block got tun' 2 of them opps got bun We love spinning for fun, get up close lil bro No we can't afford him to run 20 in the clip of the SK watch it go dumb, hit the switch then flick out the drum [Verse 1:] Bro got GPK 105, if he steps on the glide, they're a hundred, pouring some rum 5 got grabbed, they said that he spun He don't step with knanks', he got nicked for his gun I wish I had a beam, on the top of the G, I would E with a switch on da' back redrum I got the 3-2 that spins on the one with a clip, get the two popped to my young one I don't need to ask if Young Trapz rolling, he ain't gotta ask if I flick out the stolen I ain't gotta ask LT if he's lackin' I could see on his side that I'll poke him No gun that day so I poked him, and no shanks that day so we smoked him No caller on my line that's a joke ting Where my plug at? Lemme' phone him I need two bricks where you at? I'm breaking it all down maximum racks I was 14 with 14 grams, back den' it was sad, all ways to the plan All my tracksuits keep tearing for flyin' no pushbacks But I'm telling to cash Debenham bags, ain't nuin' changed, I'll still shot a ten but my net worth a hunnid' stacks [Verse 2:] If it's no bricks on ends that's peak, I'll start phoning round the city 20-20 in the covid drought, stepped out south went east in billy 52 for a brizzy, pandemic person, turned to a cilly Suck outa' both for his tings, If my phone don't ring then outside gets chilly She tryna' line me, go ahead, I got it beside me Plus I ain't seen the opps in time being Praying they come right by, Imma' fry G They hit the drop, but they didn't try me I had a silencer on a .25 B-Before I stepped, attached the heads, siamese Crept up let shots of quietly Can't stop on my block, this ain't a toll Ain't stole but shying, this he is a troll No colours, no more, man's bells are gold Tell store local it can't get old Flicking their ass, can't lie that's [?] 30 bags for my chain can't lie it froze Got hit in his back, went up like drone Bro, look how far he's flown [Chorus:] 019 he try put my name in a song, like he ain't my son Straight after that I spun, his block got tun' 2 of them opps got bun We love spinning for fun, get up close lil bro No we can't afford him to run 20 in the clip of the SK watch it go dumb, hit the switch then flick out the drum Can't stop on my block, this ain't a toll Ain't stole but shying, this he is a troll No colours, no more, man's bells are gold Tell store local it can't get old Flicking their ass, can't lie that's [?] 30 bags for my chain can't lie it froze Got hit in his back, went up like drone Bro, look how far he's flown