Chubby Jag

Chubby Jag - Dumb Out lyrics

rate me

Stupid, stupid, stupid

Stupid, stupid, yeah

If a hater got a problem I pull my gun out

Extra slugs up in the bay in case I run up

It’s gonna be a problem, my goons have to come out

Super foul, stupid wow, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Chubby, Chubby, Chubby, Chubby, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Pussy nigga state they hard, straps can’t bring out

Grind till sun out, I got my gun out, nigga need to pound when I just pull one up

World War 3, little nigga don’t run out

Shout west settle, that’s where nigga hung out

All the drug, smoke me a log out, all this white just put the turn on

I got that work, I would say go and that’s a fiend

But they will shrug out, they all shrug out

Bad bitch get dumb out, said I’m eating but it ain’t no tug out

He got me screwed like I just got burned out, Chubby

If a hater got a problem I pull my gun out

Extra slugs up in the bay in case I run up

It’s gonna be a problem, my goons have to come out

Super foul, stupid wow, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Up in the beat spitting, when I speak listen

‘Cause I’ve been talking crazy, boy

Ever since I was a baby boy, talk Reese Gibson

Yo, I’m from the streets and still run the streets so the streets listen

‘Cause the beef listen, I’mma pistol with you with a piece to all of your teeth missing

My piece glisten, my clothes expensive and my sneaks sipping

I’m getting bread, I get chicks in bed and get head from that freak you keep kissing

My flow, my flow so crazy, I’m so wavy, I’m sea sick

Got balls, I never run out, so you know when every song come out I’mma dumb out

If a hater got a problem I pull my gun out

Extra slugs up in the bay in case I run up

It’s gonna be a problem, my goons have to come out

Super foul, stupid wow, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Dumb out, dumb out, haters getting shot out

Bitch, I’m a winner, seven on the come out

On my momma I want that drama

You hear that choppa, it sound like a drumma

Twist that sticky, niggas in my business tell ‘em do like Nicky

But I’m Mr. Perfect, pause, I had this with my gun out

She a freaky girl, freaky girl so I hit it in my Humma

She ask me if the head good, I said, “Bitch, just suck and shut up!”

Fuck boys on choppers …I’mma put him in the ground like blah

If a hater got a problem I pull my gun out

Extra slugs up in the bay in case I run up

It’s gonna be a problem, my goons have to come out

Super foul, stupid wow, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

Stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

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