Lyrics
Intro
Yeah
Uh
Lil boy
Yeah
Chorus
I be going dumb on this beat you would think I'm sped
Money on my head like a bounty in the wild west
Racks on racks on racks I can't even count the rest
Diamonds hit the light like a mirror on my chest
I be going dumb on this beat you would think I'm sped
Chains on my neck got me leaning like a car crash
Smoke in the air got me floating like a jet lag
You would think I'm sped the way I'm going dumb on this beat
Pre-Chorus
Yeah
They don't know the half
No they don't know the half
Verse 1
Rockstar life I ain't never had a plan B
Bitches in my phone yeah they blowing up my addy
I just bought a watch and it cost a whole salary
Money growing tall like a garden in the valley
Call me what you want but I know that I'm the man
Whole lotta bands in my other hand
I be in the stu till the sun come up again
Pour a four up in my cup and I ain't sharing
Verse 2
Uzi in the building and I'm dripping like a faucet
Told her bring a friend cause I'm way too saucy
She said she a fan well of course she is
I just copped a whip and it don't need a key to start it
Big drums in my ears yeah they knocking like a landlord
I been in my bag since a youngin on the boulevard
They was sleeping on me now they waking up and going hard
I don't do no talking I just pull up in the foreign car
Chorus
I be going dumb on this beat you would think I'm sped
Money on my head like a bounty in the wild west
Racks on racks on racks I can't even count the rest
Diamonds hit the light like a mirror on my chest
I be going dumb on this beat you would think I'm sped
Chains on my neck got me leaning like a car crash
Smoke in the air got me floating like a jet lag
You would think I'm sped the way I'm going dumb on this beat
Verse 3
Spacey in the whip yeah I'm riding through the stars
Took her to the moon now she acting like a martian
I ain't never stressin' I be chilling with the martians
808s bang yeah they hitting like a war drum
They was throwing shade now they sweating in the sun
I just made a mil and I did it for the fun
Shorty on my line yeah she begging me to come
I be going dumb going dumb going
Verse 4
Yeah ima go dumb on this beat (dumb)
Have a marathon watch me run on this beat (run it up)
Feel like yung thug having so much fun on this beat (fun)
Melting all your popsicles the way I am bringing this heat (heat)
Moxley in this bitch because you know I'm all elite (elite)
I be dressing like a chef the way I'm serving all these beats (chef)
Shorty tried to play me now she standing in the street (stand)
I ain't never lost a thing I only take the W's
Call me Uzi Vert I'm in the clouds and I ain't coming down (down)
Bought another chain and it's dancing like a prom now (prom)
They be on my page tryna copy what I'm on now (on)
I don't need a pen I just say it and it's gone now (gone)
Chorus
I be going dumb on this beat you would think I'm sped (dumb)
Money on my head like a bounty in the wild west (bounty)
Racks on racks on racks I can't even count the rest (racks)
Diamonds hit the light like a mirror on my chest (ice)
I be going dumb on this beat you would think I'm sped (sped)
Chains on my neck got me leaning like a car crash (lean)
Smoke in the air got me floating like a jet lag (float)
You would think I'm sped the way I'm going dumb on this beat (dumb, dumb, dumb)
Outro
synth solo

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