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DUMB Video (MV)




Performed By: xryce
Language: English
Written by: Noa Calic, Bryce Albert Woodcock




xryce - DUMB Lyrics




Feeling like bottom barrel scum,
Counting money hurt my thumb,
Roll your homie in a backwoods
Smoke him leave him done,
See 160 on the dash
Pull up then my tires spun,
I like fast cars
When I get behind I'm feeling dumb
Feeling like bottom barrel scum,
Counting money hurt my thumb,
Roll your homie in a backwoods
Smoke him leave him done,
See 160 on the dash
Pull up then my tires spun,
I like fast cars
When I get behind I'm feeling dumb

Feeling dumb
Feeling dumb

I'm not breaking bread,
I'm breaking souls down till they all dead,
You think you invincible until you in my homestead,
Drag your body out, burn it up in my tool shed,
Keep a demon bitch in my bed giving dumb head
Gotta give 'em what they want, don't front, 50 cal up in my trunk,
How you think my shit is wack, pussy boy you with the runts,
I'm your dad but a deadbeat boy you'll get my crumbs,
If he see me down the block then you know he 'bout to run

Feeling like bottom barrel scum,
Counting money hurt my thumb,
Roll your homie in a backwoods
Smoke him leave him done,
See 160 on the dash
Pull up then my tires spun,
I like fast cars
When I get behind I'm feeling dumb
Feeling like bottom barrel scum,
Counting money hurt my thumb,
Roll your homie in a backwoods
Smoke him leave him done,
See 160 on the dash
Pull up then my tires spun,
I like fast cars
When I get behind I'm feeling dumb
Feeling dumb
Feeling dumb
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Feeling like bottom barrel scum,
Counting money hurt my thumb,
Roll your homie in a backwoods
Smoke him leave him done,
See 160 on the dash
Pull up then my tires spun,
I like fast cars
When I get behind I'm feeling dumb
Feeling like bottom barrel scum,
Counting money hurt my thumb,
Roll your homie in a backwoods
Smoke him leave him done,
See 160 on the dash
Pull up then my tires spun,
I like fast cars
When I get behind I'm feeling dumb

Feeling dumb
Feeling dumb

I'm not breaking bread,
I'm breaking souls down till they all dead,
You think you invincible until you in my homestead,
Drag your body out, burn it up in my tool shed,
Keep a demon bitch in my bed giving dumb head
Gotta give 'em what they want, don't front, 50 cal up in my trunk,
How you think my shit is wack, pussy boy you with the runts,
I'm your dad but a deadbeat boy you'll get my crumbs,
If he see me down the block then you know he 'bout to run

Feeling like bottom barrel scum,
Counting money hurt my thumb,
Roll your homie in a backwoods
Smoke him leave him done,
See 160 on the dash
Pull up then my tires spun,
I like fast cars
When I get behind I'm feeling dumb
Feeling like bottom barrel scum,
Counting money hurt my thumb,
Roll your homie in a backwoods
Smoke him leave him done,
See 160 on the dash
Pull up then my tires spun,
I like fast cars
When I get behind I'm feeling dumb
Feeling dumb
Feeling dumb
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Writer: Noa Calic, Bryce Albert Woodcock
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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