lirik lagu jerms - dumb
[verse 1]
she with me for the money so i know just how to keep her.
and i got the rock now like ace before the beamer.
we were sharing sneakers.
now we up in neiman’s.
cubans hold the jesus.
they ain’t wanna believe us.
high as h-ll. got it for the low but get it cheaper.
ysl. got it for my hoe cause she’s a keeper.
and she’s fly as h-ll.
i still charge a quarter mill for features.
in the game but you ain’t got enough to hate me from the bleachers. one of one, b-tch i’m tailor made.
smoking dope, drinking belaire like it’s gatorade.
moving broke but getting to it.
shoot my shot and follow through.
they said i couldn’t get it done.
now they gotta watch me do it.
but they chose to hate, they could’ve showed us love.
family, money, music. everything else is a dub.
ain’t no corners in my circle, all my n-gg-s back to back with it.
got some chicken, now these b-tches and hoes start to act different.
[chorus]
i’m still the same though.
patron, mix the brown up.
anywhere i go you know i gotta big the town up.
(that’s a fact.)
do your thing cuz, go ahead and switch the style up.
and if they hate, then let them hate and watch the money pile up.
i do the most and don’t expect much.
(but) if you spend the night, don’t expect brunch. (that’s a fact.)
been ten toes down while the rest relocating.
i been could’ve k!lled these n-gg-s, i’m still waiting like…
[verse 2]
f-ck around with my fam, i’m a toss your man right off the roof. half these n-gg-s scream gang.
when it’s time to bang.
they ain’t gon shoot. sh-t up.
let it fly, how your man gon get up?
once i get the call you getting hit up.
everything calm until your spot get lit up.
they chatting about the rest, ain’t got no time for the frauds. eastside of the bush. get in line with the dogs.
90z, 50z, 40z. that’s the hood within the hood.
(mac) nineties, fifties, forties. still wish a n-gg-.
wish a n-gg-.
they tried to clap me.
b-tches tried to trap me.
tell you what i want you to know.
f-ck what you ask me.
listening to kiss, with my hands on a pistol.
watch the body drop, then reload like i missed you.
i got issues. i’m moving with the mag.
these n-gg-s live soil but you wouldn’t understand.
ain’t no corners in my circle, all my n-gg-s back to back with it.
got some chicken, now these b-tches and hoes start to act different.
[chorus]
i’m still the same though.
patron, mix the brown up.
anywhere i go you know i gotta big the town up.
(that’s a fact.)
do your thing cuz, go ahead and switch the style up.
and if they hate, then let them hate and watch the money pile up.
i do the most and don’t expect much.
(but) if you spend the night, don’t expect brunch. (that’s a fact.)
been ten toes down while the rest relocating.
i been could’ve k!lled these n-gg-s, i’m still waiting like…
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