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VonOff1700 - Dumbass (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
VonOff1700
VonOff1700
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zakary Ryon Vrhel
Zakary Ryon Vrhel
Songwriter
Davon D Meeks
Davon D Meeks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Prodbyzak
Prodbyzak
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Dumbass ****
We on your head
He dissed on my brother and popped up dead
Uh, boy, we on your head
Bullets all in his head, put bullet holes all in head, **** (Zak)
****, yeah
[Chorus]
Boy, we on your head (Your head)
He dissed on my brother and popped up dead (His dumb ass)
Oh, you tough, lil' ****? (What?) You made it up, better lay in that bed
**** done died over words, I don't give a fuck, he should've never said what he said (Yeah)
We fucked him up, he still alive, but I bet his dumb ass can't move his legs
[Verse 1]
He was dead on the scene, he lost too much blood, it was too many bullets holes all in his dreads
The guns we got, if we get wrapped up, they sendin' our lil' ass right to the feds (Yeah)
I've been up for days, I just got his lo', I've been sleepin' outside where the lil' **** stay at
Boy, you wanna play it, you better be smart, 'cause you tweak with the tweakers, that's where you gon' lay at (That's where you gon' lay at)
[Refrain]
We ain't duckin' beef, you wanna get into it, all you gotta do is say that (Dumbass)
We really layed belt, the internet games, I promise, boy, we don't play that (No)
Got that shit on camera, the way he died, I told bro 'nem, "Replay that" (Shit)
Go through that bitch, kill three of they ass, now there go the message, now go on relay that (Bitch)
[Verse 2]
Ayy, look, Toss Gang got shit shook (For real)
Uh, run up on me tryna fight, you catchin' a bullet, I ain't throwin' a hook (Dumbass)
Don't come tryna hang with the gang, that's how your dumb ass get took (You know that)
Gon' be blood on my chain before I'ma go out like Nuk, **** (Got his shit took)
Ayy, look, tell they ass drop us a lo' (For real)
I don't give a fuck about rap, I'll drop it all and go up that score (****)
Uh, tryna get into it with the gang and don't got a gun, his dumb ass slow (His dumb ass)
He ain't had no clothes, I knew that was him off that dumbass coat, **** (His dirty ass)
Bail out and we runnin' him down (Come here)
It was bullet holes all in the ground (For real)
He ain't dead, spin right back around (Come back)
Tryna swim with us, you gon' drown (Dumbass)
His ass up, his face down (Dumbass)
New Draco, this bitch brown (For real)
Catch a B and then shoot out of town (I'm gone)
Brand new Track', this bitch loud (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Boy, we on your head (Your head)
He dissed on my brother and popped up dead (His dumb ass)
Oh, you tough, lil' ****? (What?) You made it up, better lay in that bed
**** done died over words, I don't give a fuck, he should've never said what he said (Yeah)
We fucked him up, he still alive, but I bet his dumb ass can't move his legs (Dumbass)
[Refrain]
We ain't duckin' beef, you wanna get into it, all you gotta do is say that (Dumbass)
We really layed belt, the internet games, I promise, boy, we don't play that (No)
Got that shit on camera, the way he died, I told bro 'nem, "Replay that" (Shit)
Go through that bitch, kill three of they ass, now there go the message, now go on relay that (Bitch)
Written by: Davon D Meeks, Zakary Ryon Vrhel
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