Devon Tracy - Dumb Out lyrics

[Produced by Adrian Per] [Intro - D-Pryde] Hol' up, hol' up Hol' up From the North to the Bay Hol' up, uh [Hook - D-Pryde] Slow your roll, lil homie, when you come out Breakin' necks when I bring a bad one out I tear it up whether moon or the sun out Shut the, shut the, shut the f** up, dumb out Dumb out My lil homie, dumb out Dumb out My lil homie, dumb out Dumb out My lil homie, dumb out [Verse 1 - D-Pryde] Fresh out the box Know I'm 100 from the scalp to socks Haters still be on my dick like it's mouth to co*k And I ain't even have an album drop Lil homie, it's me Working independent, homie get to steppin' How this kid moving round like he is a legend Ain't even on the Forbes list But I just looked up in the mirror like nobody can afford this She from the burbs living pleasantfully Got some money but the a** looking ghetto to me Girl, your friend's a buzzk**, uh-uh and she a loser Come and hang with the gang and we gon' call that b**h an Uber Baby, I ain't changed, I've been me for too long Bad b**hes, get up, you've been in your seats for too long Y'all living in the past, like a teacher too long Haters mad cause I'm bumping out her speakers too long [Hook - D-Pryde] [Verse 2 - Devon Tracy] Uh, my lil homie dumb out Too many flows, won't run out All my chicks rolling stoned with they tongue out f** security if they tell us to put the blunt out La-di-da-di, we likes to party Two girls like I'm Archie, man you n***as [?] Mark a** b**hes you a buster, you corny I'm only twenty but I'm sipping on this 40 Like wa**up, like wa**up Your girl, she tryna f** Got fire hoes and fire trucks Runnin' laps, ho, don't let me tie my Chucks She told her friends how I did it, bet they all wanna do me She actress on the mattress, I say we all make a movie Gangster b**h from LBC, she go to sleep with the uzi And every time that we bang, she spray, we wake up with roomies She say [Hook - D-Pryde]