Midwxst - Dummy (feat. Hardrock) lyrics

I wake up and I count all my money
Think he hard, to me that shit is funny
Think he dressin, but that boy is bummy
I make more than you niggas, you dummies
I make more than you make in a week
Only dubs, know I take victories
You wanna start it, then push up the seat
Undercover my body, my tee

Good thing he buzzin', he finna fall off
I'm buying clothes I don't
Care 'bout the cost
???, that shit is on lock
Blonde in my hair, know it stay in my locs
My brothers sip lines, they don't sip Ciroc
My niggas smokin' the pavements, the rocks
We can not save him, that boy a lost cause
I throw on my song and nobody gon' pause
Put out a song and yeah, you finna listen
Diamonds sub on my wrist
You know they glisten
He not with us, not in my division
I get on stage, preach like politicians
I'm too ahead, bitch I got a vision
You wanna???, way I'm livin'
But you never gonna have it, yeah
Talking my shit, I've been braggin', yeah
(On God)

Walk in that bitch and I wear Number (N) ine
Free all my brothers that's doing that time
This shit not hockey, but we finna slide
Only one midwxst, bitch I'm divine
Selling out shows, you best get in line
Punchin' in baby, I don't need to try
All black coupe baby, hop in my ride
I hit that girl and then I say goodbye
And you cannot stay the night
That boy think he invincible
Think that he Superman
We bringin' Kryptonite
On god and I really got
Brothers that's willing to
Shoot and they don't even need a price
On god, I'm tired of
Being the humblest nigga
I'm tired of being nice

I'm finna talk my shit, finna pop my collar
Blood on the court but you
Know that im ballin'
My pockets big why yo' shit get smaller?
Gettin' that cash, I don't mean Jdolla
I'm finna talk my shit, finna pop my collar
Blood on the court but you
Know that im ballin'
My pockets big why yo' shit get smaller?
Gettin' that cash, I don't mean Jdolla

I wake up and I count all my money
Think he hard, to me that shit is funny
Think he dressin, but that boy is bummy
I make more than you niggas, you dummies
I make more than you make in a week
Only dubs, know I take victories
You wanna start it, then push up the seat
Undercover my body, my tee

RED bloodhounds
ОЙДА (OIDA) oxxxymiron

Undercover my body, I'm whippin' the Audi
Pull up on yo' shawty
I'm scoopin' your thottie
I've been whippin' big bodies
Been whippin' big tonkas
Been whippin' this shit round the city
Retarded
He think he fuckin' with me? Shit, yeah
That boy he fuckin' retarded
In the background, smokin' that pack
It smell like Gucci, YSL, not Axe
I'm seeing them commas
I'm seeing them checks
I'm seeing them commas, yeah, this is a flex
I'm gunnin' for millions
I won't go for less
I'm waiting for them to
Realize I'm the best
I'm waiting on you, for you to relax
Ride with them blickies
Them shooter supplies
???, I'm just getting high
???, I'm just getting fly
Talk to me, no you can't fuck with me
No, you can't mess with me
I'm keeping that bag with me
Yeah all I do is???
Young lil nigga in charge
Young lil nigga with the rods
But young nigga fuckin' yo broads

I wake up and I count all my money
Think he hard, to me that shit is funny
Think he dressin, but that boy is bummy
I make more than you niggas, you dummies
I make more than you make in a week
Only dubs, know I take victories
You wanna start it, then push up the seat
Undercover my body, my tee
I wake up and I count all my money
Think he hard, to me that shit is funny
Think he dressin, but that boy is bummy
I make more than you niggas, you dummies
I make more than you make in a week
Only dubs, know I take victories
You wanna start it, then push up the seat
Undercover my body, my tee