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Rican Da Menace ft. Moneybagg Yo - DUMB (Lyrics)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rican Da Menace
Rican Da Menace
Performer
Moneybagg Yo
Moneybagg Yo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rican Da Menace
Rican Da Menace
Composer
Fletcher Redd
Fletcher Redd
Composer
Jordan Houston
Jordan Houston
Composer
Paul Beauraguard
Paul Beauraguard
Composer
Christian Ward
Christian Ward
Composer
Demario Dewayne White, Jr.
Demario Dewayne White, Jr.
Composer
Brytavious Chambers
Brytavious Chambers
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hitmaka
Hitmaka
Producer
Tay Keith
Tay Keith
Producer
Shawn "Source" Jarrett
Shawn "Source" Jarrett
Recording Engineer
Raymond "Cino" Argueta
Raymond "Cino" Argueta
Assistant Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

She a big bag flipper, a money getter
She gon' pop that runnin' yo' pockets if you don't tip her
She a wood grain gripper, a lane switcher
She gon' pop that runnin' yo' pockets if you don't tip her
First name classy, middle name nasty
Throat game serious but a bitch ain't Lassie
I can't fuck with bitch ****, broke **** ashy
Pull up on me, bitch, is you dumb? I'm just asking
Hoes fighting over ****, they so outta line
Bitch ain't got no business, why she all in mine?
Tryna get these M's before I'm twenty-five
If it ain't a AP, hoe, that's just a waste of time
Pulled off, can't get no pussy, give me neck
I don't wanna hear no talk unless you got a check
Goofy bitch, stop bluffin' you think you a threat?
Real bitches from my city, what you expect?
She a big bag flipper, a money getter
She gon' pop that runnin' yo' pockets if you don't tip her
She a wood grain gripper, a lane switcher
She gon' pop that runnin' yo' pockets if you don't tip her
First name classy, middle name nasty
Throat game serious but a bitch ain't Lassie
I can't fuck with bitch ****, broke **** ashy
Pull up on me, bitch, is you dumb? I'm just asking
Matte black Lambo' ashy
Quarter pound of truffle, smell it when you walk past me
Yeah, we could play around, long as we got a understanding
You cut off as soon as you fuck up, you don't get too many chances
Look how I mix the Prada sweater with Bottega slippers
Call me Mr. Put It On, certified dripper
She want a playa that's gon slut her out and spend whatever
I can build a bitch from scratch, eight figure ****
She a big bag flipper, a money getter
She gon' pop that runnin' yo' pockets if you don't tip her
She a wood grain gripper, a lane switcher
She gon' pop that runnin' yo' pockets if you don't tip her
First name classy, middle name nasty
Throat game serious but a bitch ain't Lassie
I can't fuck with bitch ****, broke **** ashy
Pull up on me, bitch, is you dumb? I'm just asking
Da Menace
Written by: Brytavious Chambers, Christian Ward, Demario Dewayne White, Jr., Fletcher Redd, Jordan Houston, Paul Beauraguard, Rican Da Menace
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