VonOff1700 - Dumbass lyrics

VonOff1700

VonOff1700 [Davon Meeks] Chicago, Illinois. U.S. 🇺🇸

[VonOff1700 - Dumbass lyrics]

Dumbass nigga we on your head
He dissed on my brother and popped up dead
Uh, boy, we on your head
Bullets all in his head, put
Bullet holes all in head, nigga
(Zak) nigga, yeah

Boy, we on your head (Your head)
He dissed on my brother and popped up dead
(His dumb ass) oh, you tough, lil' nigga?
(What?) You made it up
Better lay in that bed
Niggas done died over words, I
Don’t give a f**k
He should've never said what he said (Yeah)
We f**ked him up, he still alive
But I bet his dumb ass can't move his legs

He was dead on the scene
He lost too much blood
It was too many bullets holes


All in his dreads
The guns we got, if we get wrapped up
They sendin’ our lil' ass right to the feds
(Yeah)
I've been up for days, I just got his lo'
I've been sleepin' outside where the
Lil' nigga stay at
Boy, you wanna play it, you better be
Smart, 'cause you tweak with the tweakers
That’s where you gon’ lay at
(That's where you gon’ lay at)

We ain't duckin' beef, you wanna get into it
All you gotta do is say that (Dumbass)
We really layed belt, the internet
Games, I promise, boy, we don't play that
(No) got that shit on camera, the way
He died, I told bro ’nem, "Replay that"
(Shit)
Go through that bitch, kill three of they
Ass, now there go the message
Now go on relay that (Bitch)

Ayy, look, Toss Gang got shit shook
(For real) uh, run up on me tryna
Fight, you catchin' a bullet
I ain't throwin' a hook (Dumbass)
Don't come tryna hang with the gang
That's how your dumb ass get took
(You know that)
Gon' be blood on my chain before
I'ma go out like Nuk, nigga
(Got his shit took)
Ayy, look, tell they ass drop us a lo'
(For real) i don't give a f**k about rap
I'll drop it all and go up that score
(Nigga) uh, tryna get into it with the
Gang and don't got a gun, his dumb ass slow
(His dumb ass)
He ain't had no clothes, I knew that
Was him off that dumbass coat, nigga
(His dirty ass)
Bail out and we runnin' him down (Come here)
It was bullet holes all in the ground
(For real)
He ain't dead, spin right back around
(Come back)
Tryna swim with us, you gon' drown (Dumbass)
His ass up, his face down (Dumbass)
New Draco, this bitch brown (For real)
Catch a B and then shoot out of town
(I'm gone)
Brand new Track', this bitch loud (Yeah)

Boy, we on your head (Your head)
He dissed on my brother and popped up dead
(His dumb ass) oh, you tough, lil' nigga?
(What?) You made it up
Better lay in that bed
Niggas done died over words, I
Don't give a f**k
He should've never said what he said (Yeah)
We f**ked him up, he still alive
But I bet his dumb ass can't move his legs
(Dumbass)

We ain't duckin' beef, you wanna get into it
All you gotta do is say that (Dumbass)
We really layed belt, the internet
Games, I promise, boy, we don't play that
(No) got that shit on camera, the way
He died, I told bro 'nem, "Replay that"
(Shit)
Go through that bitch, kill three of they
Ass, now there go the message
Now go on relay that (Bitch)

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