Dumb Enough

I hope you listen to this because you could use this for one of your fucking songs Adrian stop hitting the fucking car, I can hear you What the heck? I told you to fucking stop, why can't you listen to me? You didn't have to hang up on me You know what... I'm gonna keep tryna call you, and you better answer me Like please just do this one thing for me, please But... Fuck you Its-its-it's it's yo' boy DjTray (aye, aye, aye) Sip Patron but this shit ain't got me drunk enough Numb enough, three big facers it gotchu dumb enough Big booty bitch, with knobby knees, made her buckle up Big titty fiend with double D's I made her double dutch She lookin' fly when she steppin' in them Cortez's Court steppin', Gucci-fly down she give me more head and I'm getting more bread and all you niggas money stretchin' He got bopped for talking shit but he ain't learn his lesson We live and learn all my niggas still young and reckless If it's yo' turn to pass the bitch, but she ain't get the message Ain't from the gutter, but on God I'm gettin' restless When there's cash to make, I got money on my checklist The choppa eat a nigga and tote the Smith and Wesson Smoke 'em like a wood all my niggas stay progressin' Amb the uno, lil' feni second Gassed up with the team, bitch left me but regret it I been stuck in this game I been scorin' Now I'm with this bitch and she boujee, you can't afford it I was fuckin' with a lame now it's over with Onto more bitches and booty, know I'm gon' record it In the hills doubled up, red pourin' Skirtin' out the lot with the kia, I said floor it Got the chills all this ice got me frozen I ain't said I'm drippin' lil' nigga I said pourin' Sip Patron but this shit ain't got me drunk enough Numb enough, three big facers it gotchu dumb enough Big booty bitch, with knobby knees, made her buckle up Big titty fiend with double D's I made her double dutch She lookin' fly when she steppin' in them Cortez's Court steppin', Gucci-fly down she give me more head and I'm getting more bread and all you niggas money stretchin' He got bopped for talking shit but he ain't learn his lesson I blow her back but the bitch gimme asthma Throwin' ass back she let me get it on the camera Turbo racing 'cause the wave got a plasma Bitches be flocking when they know a nigga gassed up Never trust her, never trust her She left my heart cold I thought I loved her Never trust her, never trust her She married to the money I done cuffed her Yeah, the bitch can't control me like I'm on leash But I dogged the bitch like I be rolling off the yee (off the yee) Sipped the Henny double G I got Margella feet Can't control a nigga no more, designer fiend (designer fiend) Yeah I'm thankful for the niggas who be spottin' me You don't gotta pay no more, it's on me (it's on me) You know lil' bitty in the mood when she next to me She ain't textin' you back no more took your scheme (took your baddie) And you niggas ain't workin' or moving Get into that back suite we breaking all the deuce Thowing me really serving now he dude slaying I'm doing my thing we getting litty on a Tuesday I'm finna turn my life a movie Can't trust a soul yeah these niggas actin' two-face He a internet boy actin' two-faced Tryna be the first but I done hit 'em all it's too late Sip Patron but this shit ain't got me drunk enough Numb enough, three big facers it gotchu dumb enough Big booty bitch, with knobby knees, made her buckle up Big titty fiend with double D's I made her double dutch She lookin' fly when she steppin' in them Cortez's Court steppin', Gucci-fly down she give me more head and I'm getting more bread and all you niggas money stretchin' He got bopped for talking shit but he ain't learn his lesson No cap Know what I'm saying? That's just really it, black never gon' stop moving foward Keep your head up though, it's gon' get better