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riff raff - dumb shyt lyrics

[bridge: ghetty]
hop on-hop on up on the track
and i’m about to spit that dumb sh-t
heard-heard you on the track
so this some sh-t you really wanted
rap-rap game f-cked up
but you can’t blame me
get-get me one shot
i guarantee i’m going crazy

[hook: ghetty]
dumb-dumb sh-t, dumb shi-dumb sh-t
du-dumb sh-t, dumb sh-t
dumb sh-t, (all i know is…)
dumb sh-t, dumb sh-t
dumb sh-t, dumb sh-t
dumb sh-t
b-tch, all i spit is…

[verse 1: wiz khalifa]
i’m counting papers, rolling papers, watching time fly
california grapes, i’m breaking fine wines
me i’m sky high, my b-tch down to earth
money in the bank, weed roller in her purse
and i ain’t slacking on the job, my dawg, i been alert
been getting cake, bank (?)
big numbers on the net, so n-ggas show love
and the diamonds on my neck should make these hoes trust
on the road, at the venue, filled with model hoes
college shows, smoking grade a, honor roll
bad broad, light skinned
hood n-ggas, white friends
and i ain’t gotta talk much as in your face
give me brain cause she say she got expensive taste
let her rub my tattos, now she flying
smoking zig-zags too, n-gga rap like crack so i’m with that

[hook: ghetty]

[verse 2: riff raff]
yuh, dumb sh-t
walk inside my house all you see is new couches and thumbprints
for instance, i got it from a distance
you work, i’m the ceo, you get -ssistance
john stockton, f-ck boxing
i drop the top on the porsche box, rick fox
i shoot shots, figured i was a globe trot
the way i circulize the word
circulize, diamonds got babys little pearl
i’ma bowlin ball swirl, might be sherbert
work wood like pervert
i leave it real specific
i’m calling you from canada, long distance
don’t make me get resistant
i resist arrest, with piece chain at chest
throw back travis vest, hit them with the left hand
i give you a little up front then the rest, man

[hook: ghetty]

[verse 3: ghetty]
10 on the re-up, white like cocaina
married to my money so i didn’t sign a pre-nup
ill stay paper and i stay on some trap sh-t
20 racks spent and im still spending racks, b-tch
50 racks made got me laying in the shade
time to cut the gr-ss, hit these snakes with the blade
saw ’em with a half zip when he came to my city
rolled up two joints, and he blew them b-tches with me
shout out my boy riff raff, we just out here trying to get cash
do it slow, i might spit it fast, i might speed it up like i hit the gas
it’s that ill state, h-town, pittsburgh we stay connect
ask her out, i’m well respected from the ill state way down in texas
shining like a neckless, driving reckless
driving chevys, i won’t buy a name, scratching names up off the checklist
bout to eat these p-ssy -ss rappers up for breakfast
grab a pen and just wright some fake sh-t and make your next club hit
me, i’m going stupid and ima bout to spit that dumb sh-t
dumb b-tch!

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