YFN Lucci - Going Dumb lyrics

[Intro: Birdgang Greedy & YFN Lucci] Ay ain’t no snakes on this muthaf**in’ plane You smell me? Ay the pilot finna take a nap though Say yo DJ Lavish Lee, man fly this muthaf**a n***a Lavish Lee you smell me n***a? Long live Shawty Lo, Long live Nut, Long live Bankroll Fresh For real that Atlanta sh** [Verse 1: YFN Lucci] We break a time like this When we were broke, you know how many times I hit Yeah, we brought them rollies and put them diamonds on it Yeah yeah, ay that new Bentley I got my eyes on it yeah yeah And we all know it’s make believe, smokin’ mirrors, everything ain’t what they make it seem yeah Plus the roster you couldn’t make the team Oh yeah the roster full, you know the Glock is full, plus my pockets full yeah No more lobster tail we want the lobster full yeah And we know he might tell so I got some strings to pull You don’t give no f** do ya? You don’t show no love do ya, yeah I’m the kind of n***a damn I’m bad and I’ma put a slug through ya For my n***a, we wanna whole lot of problems and issues For my n***a we got a whole lot of hollows and missiles We gon’ get ’em yeah hey hey Uh this for my n***a yeah f** around and disappear lil’ n***a [Hook: YFN Lucci & Johnny Cinco] Uh uh-huh, yeah You know we don’t play ay, where I’m from yeah yeah I’ve been loadin’ up the drum all day yeah I’ve been ridin’ with my dawg we tryin’ murder somethin’ yeah Ain’t no tellin’ where I’m goin’ just know we goin’ up yeah Ever since they took my dawg we’ve been goin’ dumb ay huh Uh uh, we still goin’ dumb, codeine in my lung My lil’ brother caught that body day before the slum My lil’ partner caught that body that’s that number one [Verse 2: YFN Trae Pound & Johnny Cinco] New watch, this a one-on-one Know we got 100 guns, scopes on every one like we huntin’ for ’em huh Uh, problems we ain’t runnin’ from, my n***as yeah I’m gunnin’ for ’em Heat up in that weather like I got somethin’ from ’em 100 n***as changed when that money come Why they change on ya? All these chains on ya yeah I catch sh** the same on ya Blew up some things on ya YFN, Birdgang the same on it Uh wait a minute, poppin’ so much sh** made ’em pay attention n***a talkin’ crazy make my n***a come and pay a visit n***a know I play to win it Put ’em on a plate and eat it Damn who got that drank I need it Man who got that drank I need it [Hook: YFN Lucci & Johnny Cinco] Uh uh-huh, yeah You know we don’t play ay, where I’m from yeah yeah I’ve been loadin’ up the drum all day yeah I’ve been ridin’ with my dawg we tryin’ murder somethin’ yeah Ain’t no tellin’ where I’m goin’ just know we goin’ up yeah Ever since they took my dawg we’ve been goin’ dumb ay huh Uh uh, we still goin’ dumb, codeine in my lung My lil’ brother caught that body day before the slum My lil’ partner caught that body that’s that number one [Verse 3: Birdgang Greedy] b**h we real k**as can’t be one of us Yeah all Robin jacket you ain’t done enough Yeah lyin’ type of bear, you know they run with us yeah Strong as sh** got knocked as f** my stomach up Yeah we gon’ come and spray sh**, we them n***as they don’t wanna play with Leave ’em just like Ricky on the pavement All my n***as with me on the same sh** yeah He can’t come to the hood I heard he want a statement [Verse 4: YFN Kay] f** ’em, f** ’em, f** ’em or, kidnap that boy and put him the basement We will never say sh**, choppa get the gun and then you runnin’ we won’t play b**h Drive-by in somethin’ that’s how they hit Smokin’ on some sh** that smells fragrant Uh, k** a BS n***a they won’t play with Uh, drop money on yo’ head and get yo’ face hit Uh, you know a n***a comin’, boy just face it Uh, hop straight out in the air to foreign places uh [Hook: YFN Lucci & Johnny Cinco] Uh uh-huh, yeah You know we don’t play ay, where I’m from yeah yeah I’ve been loadin’ up the drum all day yeah I’ve been ridin’ with my dawg we tryin’ murder somethin’ yeah Ain’t no tellin’ where I’m goin’ just know we goin’ up yeah Ever since they took my dawg we’ve been goin’ dumb ay huh Uh uh, we still goin’ dumb, codeine in my lung My lil’ brother caught that body day before the slum My lil’ partner caught that body that’s that number one [Outro: Birdgang Greedy] Murder gang sh**, Lee goin’ dumb Cinco goin’ dumb Trae goin’ dumb Lu goin’ dumb And Kay goin’ extra dumb We gon’ nut the f** up for nothin’ (?) on the way muthaf**a