Product Entertainment, Snow Tha Product, Freddy Mack - I Go Dumb lyrics

Yeah, get hyped to this shit right here man
Motherfuckers gon' dumb to this here
Volume 1, we go dumb
We got that Product motherfucker

I go dumb, gone off pills in the club
I go dumb, slugs in a Mossberg Pump
I go dumb, pocket full of drugs and I'm drunk
I go dumb, I'm rich bitch like what

I look clean in my monkeys
Hoppin' out of the Range Rover
Party like a rock star
And wake up with a hangover
The game's over, rich boy in the makin'
And baby I play bitches, I don't play station
Cash don't hurt, don't miss the first lesson
This qualified pimp shit, pay close attention
My head's down low, mouth full of gold
Mouth full of smoke, and a trunk full of coke
I pack a 44, I'ma squeeze on the pistol
Runners on my dick
So they wanna blow my whistle
I'm gone off pills, yeah I'm feelin' myself
Home like shit, literally killin' myself
I step up in the club with
Two bitches on my arm
White and yellow chain
A hundred racks on my charm
The Product go hard, rock like a Tarzap
50 yack in my hand
And purple dro in my cigar

I go super-calo-fragile
What? dumber than a smart one
Hittin' up the club scene harder
Than a spark plug product, and she on one
Bottle with the top off
Drinkin' life away, I'm off a pill
And I pop off
Rollin' 40, ain't no roof on anymore
Cause we got the car packed up
Every drink in the liquor store
We gettin' followed by your Ford
Cause they know got that sure
Connect with the shit they want whether
We South or we up North
Fresher death that it's a corpse
My style I mean i'm on the celly drivin'
Ridin' and I'm loud in the whip
Ain't enough numbers to count on who
Wanna ride with the team
Cause ain't no whip, it's that Product
Then yeah we ridin' up
I'm the Mexican chick smart enough to go dumb
Drivin' on the 5 North with a
Double stack on my tongue
On a 7 hour drive just to hit up the club
I'm on my way back tomorrow with
A trunk full of drugs


I pull up to the light, deep dish
And I'm on one red Monkey Jeans
Done the shades in my gold fronts
I pop two things, so me and partners go dumb
And I'm 20 toes down, you bitch
So I'm gon' stunt
Yeah, with that chopper in the backseat
Let off 50 rounds
I have you runnin' like a track meet
Freddy Mack cheap, drunk as fuck
Gettin' burps
Five shots of Remy, so I'm in her purse
I got a bitch overseas
So I can ship them birds
And every stupid hoe I knock
I'm gon' send that nerds
Still cash on here, I'm in it for the money
And she gon' keep goin'
Like the Energizer Bunny
And if she ain't come back with
Ten racks then it's ugly
I'm gon' knock her off the wall
Like she was Humpty Dumpty
This young cut's pretty as fuck
So they love me and I feel myself too much
You can't touch me, chuuch!